This Dark Brightness That Falls

He On Whom Heaven Confers A Sceptre Knows Not The Weight Till He Bears It.

The Fire Which Seems Extinguished Often Slumbers Beneath The Ashes.

Love Is A Tyrant Sparing None.

It Matters More How One Gives Than What One Gives

Generosity Is The Accompaniment Of High Birth; Pity And Gratitude Are Its Attendants.