The Quarrels Of Lovers Are The Renewal

The Part I Remember Best Is The Beginning.

A Noble Heart Cannot Suspect In Others The Pettiness And Malice That It Has Never Felt.

He Who Will Travel Far Spares His Steed.

Hell, Covering All With Its Gloomy Vapors, Has Cast Shadows On Even The Holiest Eyes.

Small Crimes Always Precedes Great Ones.