The World Laughs At Another Man's Pain.

She Was White, Perhaps Too White. Her Eyes, Which Were Almost Always Cast Down, When She Raised Them Testified To The Purest Of Souls, And When She Smiled, Revealing Her Small, White Teeth, One Might Be Tempted To Say That A Rose Is Merely A Plant, And Ivory Just An Elephant's Tusk.

There Can Be No Tyrants Where There Are No Slaves.

No Good Water Comes From A Muddy Spring. No Sweet Fruit Comes From A Bitter Seed.

One Only Dies Once, And If One Does Not Die Well, A Good Opportunity Is Lost And Will Not Present Itself Again.

To Doubt God Is To Doubt One's Own Conscience, And In Consequence It Would Be To Doubt Everything.