The Best Religion Is The Most Tolerant.

Modesty Is The Chastity Of Merit, The Virginity Of Noble Souls.

Infidelity, Like Death, Admits Of No Degrees.

For Ages Happiness Has Been Represented As A Huge Precious Stone, Impossible To Find, Which People Seek For Hopelessly. It Is Not So; Happiness Is A Mosaic, Composed Of A Thousand Little Stones, Which Separately And Of Themselves Have Little Value, But Which United With Art Form A Graceful Design.

To Love The One Who Loves You, To Admire The One Who Admires You, In A Word, To Be The Idol Of One's Idol, Is Exceeding The Limit Of Human Joy; It Is Stealing Fire From Heaven.

Treasures Are Not For Youth; At Twenty Years Of Age, One Does Not Know How To Be Rich, Or How To Be Loved.