To Bewail The Loss Of

The Opera Is Obviously The First Draft Of A Fine Spectacle; It Suggests The Idea Of One.

Hatred Is So Lasting And Stubborn, That Reconciliation On A Sickbed Certainly Forebodes Death.

It Is Through Madness That We Hate An Enemy, And Think Of Revenging Ourselves; And It Is Through Indolence That We Are Appeased, And Do Not Revenge Ourselves.

A Faithless Woman, If Known To Be Such By The Person Concerned, Is But Faithless; If She Is Believed Faithful, She Is Treacherous.

A Man Without Characteristics Is A Most Insipid Character.