Why Should I Be Ashamed To Describe

A High Heart Ought To Bear Calamities And Not Flee Them, Since In Bearing Them Appears The Grandeur Of The Mind And In Fleeing Them The Cowardice Of The Heart.

Life Is A Toy Made Of Glass; It Appears To Be Of Inestimable Price, But In Reality It Is Very Cheap.

I Love You, And Because I Love You, I Would Sooner Have You Hate Me For Telling You The Truth Than Adore Me For Telling You Lies.

Perfumed And Gallant Words Make Our Ears Belch.

Flee Laziness Which While It Produces An Immediate Delight, Ends In The Sorrow Of Repentance. And Know That Nature Without Exercise Is A Seed Shut Up In The Pod, And Art Without Practice Is Nothing.