I Had Seen The Great, But I

There Is A Silence, The Child Of Love, Which Expresses Everything, And Proclaims More Loudly Than The Tongue Is Able To Do; There Are Movements That Are Involuntary Proofs Of What The Soul Feels.

A Conquering King Will Banish From His Breast Hatred Towards One Whom He No Longer Fears.

Original Thoughts Can Be Understood Only In Virtue Of The Unoriginal Elements Which They Contain.

If Ardent Passions Push Not Men On To Lofty Enterprise, Calm Wisdom Never Will Accomplish It.

Joy Surfeited Turns To Sorrow.