And Forever Goodbye! Forever! Oh,

I Will Die If I Lose You, But I Will Die If I Wait Longer.

The Quarrels Of Lovers Are The Renewal Of Love.

Love Is Not A Fire To Be Shut Up In A Soul. Everything Betrays Us: Voice, Silence, Eyes; Half-covered Fires Burn All The Brighter.

Ainsi Que La Vertu, Le Crime A Ses Degre S. Crime, Like Virtue, Has Its Degrees.

The Face Of Tyranny Is Always Mild At First.