Resignation Is A Daily Suicide.

And He, Like Many Jaded People, Had Few Pleasures Left In Life Save Good Food And Drink.

Envy Lurks At The Bottom Of The Human Heart Like A Viper In Its Hole.

Love Has Its Own Instinct, Finding The Way To The Heart, As The Feeblest Insect Finds The Way To Its Flower, With A Will Which Nothing Can Dismay Nor Turn Aside.

They Ended As All Great Passions Do End - By A Misunderstanding.

There Is Neither Vice Nor Virtue, There Are Only Circumstances.