The Highest Happiness, The Purest Joys Of

We Rather Confess Our Moral Errors, Faults, And Crimes Than Our Ignorance.

Night Is The Other Half Of Life, And The Better Half.

Love Grants In A Moment What Toil Can Hardly Acheive In An Age.

Because Everyone Uses Language To Talk, Everyone Thinks He Can Talk About Language.

The Words You've Bandied Are Sufficient; 'tis Deeds That I Prefer To See. [ger., Der Worte Sind Genug Gewechselt, Lasst Mich Auch Endlich Thaten Sehn.]