No One Makes A Revolution By Himself.

Work Is Not Man's Punishment. It Is His Reward And His Strength And His Pleasure.

Nature Has Not Changed. The Night Is Still Unsullied, The Stars Still Twinkle, And The Wild Thyme Smells As Sweetly Now As It Did Then ... We May Be Afflicted And Unhappy, But No One Can Take From Us The Sweet Delight Which Is Nature's Gift To Those Who Love Her And Her Poetry.

A Woman's Heart Has No Wrinkles.

And I Refused To Make Any Sacrifices; For Nothing On Earth Seemed More Valuable Than My Peace Of Mind, My Pleasure And My Acclaim.

When Mental Sickness Increases Until It Reaches The Danger Point, Do Not Exhaust Yourself By Efforts To Trace Back To Original Causes. Better Accept Them As Inevitable And Save Your Strength To Fight Against The Effects.