The Crime Of A Mother Is A

He Who Bridles The Fury Of The Billows Knows Also To Put A Stop To The Secret Plans Of The Wicked. Submitting With Respect To His Holy Will, I Fear God, And Have No Other Fear.

The Quarrels Of Lovers Are The Renewal Of Love.

I Have Pushed Virtue To Outright Brutality.

I Have Loved Him Too Much Not To Hate

A Single Word Often Betrays A Great Design.