Nature Teaches Beasts To Know Their Friends.

The One I Love Is The Son Of The One I Hate! -juliet P. 75

The Sweets We Wish For, Turn To Loathed Sours, Even In The Moment That We Call Them Ours.

Do Not Spread The Compost On The Weeds.

Love Thyself Last, Cherish Those Hearts That Hate Thee; Corruption Wins Not More Than Honesty.

I Am As True As Truth's Simplicity, And Simpler Than The Infancy Of Truth.