Time Consecrates; And What Is

The Worst Of Me Is Known, And I Can Say That I Am Better Than The Reputation I Bear.

There Are Evil Spirits Who Suddenly Fix Their Abode In Man's Unguarded Breast, Causing Us To Commit Devilish Deeds, And Then, Hurrying Back To Their Native Hell, Leave Behind The Stings Of Remorse In The Poisoned Bosom.

As Soon As I Have Begun To Fear I Have Ceased To Fear.

What's Old Collapses, Times Change, And New Life Blossoms In The Ruins.

The World Is Ruled Only By Consideration Of Advantages.