Happiness Seems Made To Be Shared.

To Myself Alone Do I Owe My Fame.

An Example Is Often A Deceptive Mirror, And The Order Of Destiny, So Troubling To Our Thoughts, Is Not Always Found Written In Things Past

It Is A Crime Against The State To Be Powerful Enough To Commit One.

My Sweetest Hope Is To Lose Hope

Ambition Becomes Displeasing When It Is Once Satiated; There Is A Reaction; And As Our Spirit, Till Our Last Sigh, Is Always Aiming Toward Some Object, It Falls Back On Itself, Having Nothing Else On Which To Rest; And Having Reached The Summit, It Longs To Descend.