Every Thought Is New When An Author

Man Never Rises To Great Truths Without Enthusiasm.

Conscience, The Organ Of Feeling Which Dominates Us And Of The Opinions Which Rule Us, Is Presumptuous In The Strong, Timid In The Weak And Unfortunate, Uneasy In The Undecided.

Our Failings Sometimes Bind Us To One Another As Closely As Could Virtue Itself.

Reason And Emotion Counsel And Supplement Each Other. Whoever Heeds Only The One, And Puts Aside The Other, Recklessly Deprives Himself Of A Portion Of The Aid Granted Us For The Regulation Of Our Conduct.

Jealousy Is The Paralysis Of Love.