Venus, Thy Eternal Sway All The Race

Do Not Mistake For Wisdom That Opinion Which May Rise From A Sick Mind.

Only A Madman Would Give Good For Evil

To Have Found You Is A Dear Happiness; And To Be Apollo's Son Is Beyond All My Hopes; But There Is Something I Want To Say To You Alone. Come; This Is A Private Matter Between Us Two - Anything You Tell Me Shall Be As Secret As The Grave.

Happy The Man Who From The Sea Escapes The Storm And Finds Harbor.

Terrible Is The Force Of The Waves Of Sea, Terrible Is The Rush Of The River And The Blasts Of Hot Fire, And Terrible Are A Thousand Other Things; But None Is Such A Terrible Evil As Woman.