Manuscripts Do Not Burn.

To Speak The Truth Is Easy And Pleasant.

Follow Me, Reader! Who Told You That There Is No True, Faithful, Eternal Love In This World! May The Liar's Vile Tongue Be Cut Out! Follow Me, My Reader, And Me Alone, And I Will Show You Such A Love!

Cowardice Is The Greatest Sin.

What's The Use Of Dying In A Ward Surrounded By A Lot Of Groaning And Croaking Incurables? Wouldn't It Be Much Better To Throw A Party With That Twenty-seven Thousand And Take Poison And Depart For The Other World To The Sound Of Violins, Surrounded By Lovely Drunken Girls And Happy Friends?

Once Upon A Time There Was A Lady. She Had No Children, And No Happiness Either. And At First She Cried For A Long Time, But Then She Became Wicked.