Too Great Haste Leads Us

Of All The Noises Known To Man, Opera Is The Most Expensive.

Man, I Can Assure You, Is A Nasty Creature.

It May Cost Me Twenty Thousand Francs; But For Twenty Thousand Francs, I Will Have The Right To Rail Against The Iniquity Of Humanity, And To Devote To It My Eternal Hatred.

The More We Love Our Friends, The Less We Flatter Them; It Is By Excusing Nothing That Pure Love Shows Itself.

The Less We Deserve Good Fortune, The More We Hope For It.