Repentance Is A One-faced Janus, Ever Looking

Travel Is As Much A Passion As Ambition Or Love.

Sneering Springs Out Of The Wish To Deny; And Wretched Must That State Of Mind Be That Wishes To Take Refuge In Doubt.

So Much To Win, So Much To Lose, No Marvel That I Fear To Choose.

He Who Seeks Pleasure With Reference To Himself, Not Others, Will Ever Find That Pleasure Is Only Another Name For Discontent.

Doubts, Like Facts, Are Stubborn Things.