Treason, Which Begins By Being Cautious, Ends

Poetry Has Been The Guardian Angel Of Humanity In All Ages.

Virginity Is The Poetry, Not The Reality, Of Life.

Private Passions Tire And Exhaust Themselves, Public Ones Never.

Men Are Misers, And Women Prodigal, In Affection.

Esteem Incites Friendship, But Not Love; The Former Is The Twin Brother Of Reverence; The Latter Is The Child Of Equality.