Love Has No Age As It Is

Love Has No Age As It Is Always Renewing Itself.

Too Much And Too Little Wine. Give Him None, He Cannot Find Truth; Give Him Too Much, The Same.

The Mind Must Not Be Forced; Artificial And Constrained Manners Fill It With Foolish Presumption, Through Unnatural Elevation And Vain And Ridiculous Inflation, Instead Of Solid And Vigorous Nutriment.

The More I See Of Mankind, The More I Prefer My Dog.

We Must Kill Them In War, Just Because They Live Beyond The River. If They Lived On This Side, We Would Be Called Murderers.