A Dull Head Thinks Of No Better

The Violence Of Sorrow Is Not At The First To Be Striven Withal; Being, Like A Mighty Beast, Sooner Tamed With Following Than Overthrown By Withstanding.

Music, I Say, The Most Divine Striker Of The Senses.

There Is Nothing Evil But What Is Within Us; The Rest Is Either Natural Or Accidental.

It Is No Less Vain To Wish Death Than It Is Cowardly To Fear It.

There Needs Not Strength To Be Added To Inviolate Chastity; The Excellency Of The Mind Makes The Body Impregnable.