For One To Grasp, Whatever Be His

For 'tis Impossible Hate To Return With Love.

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

The Guilty Is He Who Meditates A Crime; The Punishment Is His Who Lays The Plot.

Thou Knowest Not The Endless Artifices Of A Court. Invented Crimes Are Often There Alleged; But Real Ones, And Those Especially, Which May Offend His Pride, Are Oftentimes Not To A King Divulged.

I Had Seen The Great, But I Had Not Seen The Small.