To Like Things Like, Whatever One May

Doesn't Surprise Me That Christ Our Lord Preferred To Live With Whores And Sinners, Seeing I Go In For That Myself.

He Who Can Not Learn To Love Must Flatter.

Moral Epochs Have Their Course As Well As The Seasons. We Can No More Hold Them Fast Than We Can Hold Sun, Moon, And Stars. Our Faults Perpetually Return Upon Us; And Herein Lies The Subtlest Difficulty Of Self-knowledge.

Oh God, How Do The World And Heavens Confine Themselves, When Our Hearts Tremble In Their Own Barriers!

We Are Never Deceived; We Deceive Ourselves.