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Nothing Can Be Fairer, Or More Noble, Than The Holy Fervor Of True Zeal.

Birth Is Nothing Where Virtue Is Not

Outside Of Paris, There Is No Hope For The Cultured.

One Cannot But Mistrust A Prospect Of Felicity: One Must Enjoy It Before One Can Believe In It.

The Ancients, Sir, Are The Ancients, And We Are The People Of Today.