I May Be No Better, But At

I Remembered The Way Out Suggested By A Great Princess When Told That The Peasants Had No Bread: "well, Let Them Eat Cake".

To Try To Conceal Our Own Heart Is A Bad Means To Read That Of Others.

I Long Remained A Child, And I Am Still One In Many Respects.

Physical Evils Destroy Themselves, Or They Destroy Us.

Everything Is Good As It Comes From The Hands Of The Maker Of The World, But Degenerates Once It Gets Into The Hands Of Man