My Heavens! I've Been Talking

The True Touchstone Of Wit Is The Impromptu.

Its As If You Think You'd Never Find Reason And The Sacred Intertwined

Gold Makes The Ugly Beautiful.

All Right-minded People Adore It; And Anyone Who Is Able To Live Without It Is Unworthy To Draw Breathe

We Live Under A Prince Who Is An Enemy To Fraud, A Prince Whose Eyes Penetrate Into The Heart, And Whom All The Art Of Impostors Can't Deceive.