How Can Such Deep-imprinted Images Sleep In

Why Should Not Every Individual Man Have Existed More Than Once Upon This World? Why Should I Not Come Back As Often As I Am Capable Of Acquiring Fresh Knowledge? Is This Hypothesis So Laughable Merely Because It Is The Oldest? Because The Human Understanding, Before The Sophistries Of The Schools Had Dissipated And Debilitated It, Lighted Upon It At Once?

A Blush Is The Sign Which Nature Hangs Out To Show Where Chastity And Honor Dwell.

Did The Almighty, Holding In His Right Hand Truth, And In His Left Hand Search After Truth, Deign To Proffer Me The One I Might Prefer, In All Humility, But Without Hesitation, I Should Request Search After Truth.

Nature Meant Woman To Be Her Masterpiece.

The Superstition In Which We Were Brought Up Never Loses Its Power Over Us, Even After We Understand It.