He Who Will Travel Far Spares His

I Have Pushed Virtue To Outright Brutality.

None Love, But They Who Wish To Love.

Sir, That Much Prudence Calls For Too Much Worry; I Cannot Foresee Misfortunes So Far Away.

The Day Is Not Purer Than The Depths Of My Heart.

She Wavers, She Hesitates; In One Word — She Is A Woman.