Slander Is The Solace Of Malignity.

Justice Is The Truth In Action.

Good Impulses Are Naught, Unless They Become Good Actions.

There Is Always Some Frivolity In Excellent Minds; They Have Wings To Rise, But Also Stray.

I Do Not Call Reason That Brutal Reason Which Crushes With Its Weight What Is Holy And Sacred, That Malignant Reason Which Delights In The Errors It Succeeds In Discovering, That Unfeeling And Scornful Reason Which Insults Credulity.

Eyes Raised Toward Heaven Are Always Beautiful, Whatever They Be.