Hope Is The Last Thing That Dies

Jealousy Is Bred In Doubts. When Those Doubts Change Into Certainties, Then The Passion Either Ceases Or Turns Absolute Madness.

There Are People Who, Like New Songs, Are In Vogue Only For A Time.

The Sicknesses Of The Soul Have Their Ups And Downs Like Those Of The Body; What We Take To Be A Cure Is Most Often Merely A Respite Or Change Of Disease.

The Accent Of One's Birthplace Remains In The Mind And In The Heart As In One's Speech.

Those Only Are Despicable Who Fear To Be Despised.