It Requires A Long Time To Know

Delay Always Breeds Danger.

For Me Alone Don Quixote Was Born And I For Him. His Was The Power Of Action, Mine Of Writing.

Happy The Man To Whom Heaven Has Given A Morsel Of Bread Without Laying Him Under The Obligation Of Thanking Any Other For It Than Heaven Itself.

The Darts Of Love Are Blunted By Maiden Modesty.

Get Out Of Harms Way.