Yesterday I Lived, Today I Suffer, Tomorrow

Pure Truth Is For God Alone.

The End-purpose Of All Art Is Enjoyment!

Suspicion Follows Close On Mistrust.

When The Heart Dares To Speak, It Needs No Preparation.

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.