Faith Is The Highest Passion In A

Certainty... Lurks At The Door Of Faith And Threatens To Devour It.

It Belongs To The Imperfection Of Everything Human That Man Can Only Attain His Desire By Passing Through Its Opposite.

At The Bottom Of Enmity Between Strangers Lies Indifference.

My Sorrow Is My Castle.

One Could Construe The Life Of Man As A Great Discourse In Which The Various People Represent Different Parts Of Speech (the Same Might Apply To States).