Your Virtue Raises Your Glory Above Your

This Dark Brightness That Falls From The Stars.

There Are Secret Ties, There Are Sympathies, By The Sweet Relationship Of Which Souls That Are Well Matched Attach Themselves To Each Other, And Are Affected By I Know Not What, Which Cannot Be Explained

To Myself Alone Do I Owe My Fame. [fr., Je Ne Dois Qu'a Moi Seul Toute Ma Renommee.]

The Greater The Effort, The Greater The Glory.

A Liar Is Full Of Oaths.