He Who Is Only Just Is Cruel;

Think You, If Laura Had Been Petrarch's Wife, He Would Have Written Sonnets All His Life?.

A Quiet Conscience Makes One So Serene.

Hatred Is The Madness Of The Heart.

What An Antithetical Mind! - Tenderness, Roughness - Delicacy, Coarseness - Sentiment, Sensuality - Soaring And Groveling, Dirt And Deity - All Mixed Up In That One Compound Of Inspired Clay!

Since Eve Ate The Apple, Much Depends On Dinner.