Lofty Souls Are Always Inclined

I Believe In The Incomprehensibility Of God.

No Navigator Has Yet Traced Lines Of Latitude And Longitude On The Conjugal Sea.

Genuine Sorrows Are Very Tranquil In Appearance In The Deep Bed They Have Dug For Themselves. But, Seeming To Slumber, They Corrode The Soul Like That Frightful Acid Which Penetrates Crystal.

The Questioning Spirit Is The Rebellious Spirit. A Rebellion Is Always Either A Cloak To Hide A Prince, Or The Swaddling Wrapper Of A New Rule.

A Man's Own Vanity Is A Swindler That Never Lacks For A Dupe.