Habit, To Which All Of Us Are

One Returns To The Place One Came From.

The Good, We Do It; The Evil, That Is Fortune; Man Is Always Right, And Destiny Always Wrong.

We Become Innocent When We Are Unfortunate.

Alas! We See That The Small Have Always Suffered For The Follies Of The Great. [fr., Helas! On Voit Que De Tout Temps Les Petits Ont Pati Des Sottises Des Grands.]

Silent People Are Dangerous; Others Are Not So. [fr., Les Gens Sans Bruit Sont Dangereux; Il N'en Est Pas Ainsi Des Autres.]