Ah, Though A Roman, I Am Not

Guess, If You Can, And Choose, If You Dare. [lat., Devine, Si Tu Peux, Et Choisis, Si Tu L'oses.]

We Triumph Without Glory When We Conquer Without Danger.

When A Woman Has The Gift Of Silence She Possesses A Quality Above The Vulgar. It Is A Gift Of Heaven Seldom Bestowed; Without A Little Miracle It Cannot Be Accomplished; And Nature Suffers Violence When Heaven Puts A Woman In The Humor Of Observing Silence.

Love Lives On Hope, And Dies When Hope Is Dead; It Is A Flame Which Sinks For Lack Of Fuel.

We Never Taste A Perfect Joy; Our Happiest Successes Are Mixed With Sadness.