With Womankind, The Less We Love Them,

Fearing No Insult, Asking For No Crown, Receive With Indifference Both Flattery And Slander, And Do Not Argue With A Fool.

As Long As There Is One Heart On Earth Where I Still Live, My Memory Will Not Die.

I Want To Understand You, I Study Your Obscure Language.

Moral Maxims Are Surprisingly Useful On Occasions When We Can Invent Little Else To Justify Our Actions.

Sad That Our Finest Aspiration, Our Freshest Dreams And Meditations, In Swift Succession Should Decay, Like Autumn Leaves That Rot Away.