The Day Is Not Purer Than The

Pain Is Unjust, And All The Arguments That Cannot Soothe It Only Rouse Suspicion.

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

Thank The Gods! My Misery Exceeds All My Hopes!

Small Crimes Always Precedes Great Ones.

Behind A Veil, Unseen Yet Present, I Was The Forceful Soul That Moved This Mighty Body.