You Cannot Pluck Love Out Of Your

Love Is Precisely To The Moral Nature What The Sun Is To The Earth.

Nowhere But In France Are People So Strictly Observant Of Great Matters And So Disdainfully Indulgent About Small Ones.

Law Is A Silvery Web That Lets The Big Flies Pass And Catches All The Small Ones.

Danger Arouses Interest. Where Death Is Involved, The Vilest Criminal Invariably Stirs A Little Compassion.

Evasion Is Unworthy Of Us, And Is Always The Intimate Of Equivocation.