The Face Of Tyranny Is Always Mild

Les Te Moins Sont Fort Chers, Et N'en A Pas Qui Veut. Witnesses Are Expensive And Not Everyone Can Afford Them.

The Part I Remember Best Is The Beginning.

Love Is Not A Fire To Be Shut Up In A Soul. Everything Betrays Us: Voice, Silence, Eyes; Half-covered Fires Burn All The Brighter.

When I'm Carried Away, Isn't It Clear That My Heart Contradicts My Mouth?

I Embrace My Rival, But Only To Strangle Him.