The Man Who Masters Himself Is Delivered

A Vain Man Can Never Be Utterly Ruthless: He Wants To Win Applause And Therefore He Accommodates Himself To Others

What In Us The Women Leave Uncultivated, Children Cultivate When We Retain Them Near Us.

There Is Nothing Worth Thinking But It Has Been Thought Before; We Must Only Try To Think It Again.

This Is The True Measure Of Love, When We Believe That We Alone Can Love, That No One Could Ever Have Loved So Before Us, And That No One Will Ever Love In The Same Way After Us.

I Have, Alas! Philosophy, Medicine, Jurisprudence Too, And To My Cost Theology, With Ardent Labor, Studied Through. And Here I Stand, With All My Lore, Poor Fool, No Wiser Than Before.