I Am No Herald To Inquire Into

Who Will Ever Give Counsel, If The Counsel Be Judged By The Event, And If It Be Not Found Wise, Shall Therefore Be Thought Wicked?

What Is Mine, Even To My Life, Is Hers I Love; But The Secret Of My Friend Is Not Mine!

They Love Indeed Who Quake To Say They Love.

The End Of All Knowledge Should Be In Virtuous Action.

Music, I Say, The Most Divine Striker Of The Senses.