There Is No Protection Against Slander.

All The Ills Of Mankind, All The Tragic Misfortunes That Fill The History Books, All The Political Blunders, All The Failures Of The Great Leaders Have Arisen Merely From A Lack Of Skill At Dancing.

All The Satires Of The Stage Should Be Viewed Without Discomfort. They Are Public Mirrors, Where We Are Never To Admit That We Seeourselves; One Admits To A Fault When One Is Scandalized By Its Censure.

You Are My Peace, My Solace, My Salvation.

Cultivated People Should Be Superior To Any Consideration So Sordid As A Mercenary Interest.

But It Is Not Reason That Governs Love.