My Love Had Grown One With My

I Was Born, So That The Whole World Could Be A Spectatorof My Triumph Or My Doom.

O Vanity! You Are The Lever By Means Of Which Archimedes Wished To Lift The Earth!

We Practically Always Excuse Things When We Understand Them

Happiness Comes The Way The Wind Blows.

Happy People Are Ignoramuses And Glory Is Nothing Else But Success, And To Achieve It One Only Has To Be Cunning.