It Is Madness Beyond Compare To Try

Birth Is Nothing Where Virtue Is Not

Betrayed And Wronged In Everything, I’ll Flee This Bitter World Where Vice Is King, And Seek Some Spot Unpeopled And Apart Where I’ll Be Free To Have An Honest Heart. - Molière, The Misanthrope

My Fair One, Let Us Swear An Eternal Friendship.

Birth Means Nothing Where There Is No Virtue.

The Smallest Errors Are Always The Best. [fr., Les Plus Courtes Erreurs Sont Toujours Les Meilleures.]