When The Heart Dares To Speak, It

The Most Deadly Fruit Is Borne By The Hatred Which One Grafts On An Extinguished Friendship

Nothing Under The Sun Is Accidental, Least Of All That Of Which The Intention Is So Clearly Evident.

Absolute Truth Belongs To Thee Alone.

Where Wildness And Disorder Are Visible In The Dance, There Satan, Death And All Kinds Of Mischief Are Likewise Upon The Floor. For This Reason I Could Wish That The Dance Of Death Were Painted On The Walls Of All Ball-rooms In Order To Warn The Dancers, Not By The Levity Of Their Deportment, To Provoke The God Of Righteousness To Visit Them With A Sudden Judgment.

Pleasures, Riches, Honor And Joy Are Sure To Have Care, Disgrace, Adversity And Affliction In Their Train. There Is No Pleasure Without Pain, No Joy Without Sorrow. O The Folly Of Expecting Lasting Felicity In A Vale Of Tears, Or A Paradise In A Ruined World.