The Mind Has No Sex.

Life Is A Succession Of Afflictions For The Heart.

You Can Bind My Body, Tie My Hands, Govern My Actions: You Are The Strongest, And Society Adds To Your Power; But With My Will, Sir, You Can Do Nothing.

Nature Has Not Changed. The Night Is Still Unsullied, The Stars Still Twinkle, And The Wild Thyme Smells As Sweetly Now As It Did Then ... We May Be Afflicted And Unhappy, But No One Can Take From Us The Sweet Delight Which Is Nature's Gift To Those Who Love Her And Her Poetry.

Masterpieces Are Only Lucky Attempts.

Some Say That Cats Are Devils, But They Behave Badly Only When They Are Alone. When They Are Among Us Cats Are Angels.