Women Are Silver Dishes Into Which We

The Smallest Hair Throws Its Shadow. [ger., Das Kleinste Harr Wirft Seinen Schatten.]

Love And Desire Are The Spirit's Wings To Great Deeds.

When You Lose Interest In Anything, You Also Lose The Memory For It.

I Consider Him Of No Account Who Esteems Himself Just As The Popular Breath May Chance To Raise Him.

Lamps Make Oil-spots And Candles Need Snuffing; It Is Only The Light Of Heaven That Shines Pure And Leaves No Stain.