Daring Is The Price Of Progress. All

To Be Wicked Does Not Insure Prosperity - For The Inn Did Not Succeed Well.

The Soul Has Illusions As The Bird Has Wings: It Is Supported By Them.

To Love Beauty Is To See Light.

Love Has No Middle Term; Either It Destroys, Or It Saves. All Human Destiny Is This Dilemma. This Dilemma, Destruction Or Salvation, No Fate Proposes More Inexorably Than Love. Love Is Life, If It Is Not Death. Cradle; Coffin, Too. The Same Sentiment Says Yes And No In The Human Heart. Of All The Things God Has Made, The Human Heart Is The One That Sheds Most Light, And Alas! Most Night.

Monsieur' To A Convict Is A Glass Of Water To A Man Dying Of Thirst At Sea; Ignominy Thirsts For Respect.