Felicity Is In Possession, Happiness In Anticipation.

Sun, I Come To See You For The Last Time.

Sir, That Much Prudence Calls For Too Much Worry; I Cannot Foresee Misfortunes So Far Away.

Have There Ever Been More Submissive Slaves? Adoring, Even In Their Irons, The God Who Punishes Them.

Wrinkles On The Brow Are The Imprints Of Exploits.

The Heart That Can No Longer Love Passionately Must With Fury Hate.