Ofttimes The Test Of Courage Becomes Rather

For 'tis Impossible Hate To Return With Love.

To Err Is Human; But Contrition Felt For The Crime Distinguishes The Virtuous From The Wicked.

First Thoughts Are Not Always The Best.

Joy, When It Is Excessive, Overcomes As Much As Grief.

There Is A Silence, The Child Of Love, Which Expresses Everything, And Proclaims More Loudly Than The Tongue Is Able To Do; There Are Movements That Are Involuntary Proofs Of What The Soul Feels.