Childhood And Youth Are Ends In Themselves,

The Golden Age, When Rambunctious Spirits Were Regarded As The Source Of Evil.

Praise Is More Obtrusive Than A Reproach.

The Sick Woman Especially: No One Surpasses Her In Refinements For Ruling, Oppressing, Tyrannising.

I Love Those Who Do Not Know How To Live, Except By Going Under, For They Are Those Who Cross Over.

The People We Keep Standing In The Anteroom Of Our Favor Either Start Fermenting Or Turn Sour.