Honesty Dies In Selling Itself.

Love Without Reverence And Enthusiasm Is Only Friendship.

No Human Creature Can Give Orders To Love.

Every Historian Discloses A New Horizon.

One Never Knows How Much A Family May Grow; And When A Hive Is Too Full, And It Is Necessary To Form A New Swarm, Each One Thinks Of Carrying Away His Own Honey.

The Beauty That Addresses Itself To The Eyes Is Only The Spell Of The Moment; The Eye Of The Body Is Not Always That Of The Soul.