Where It Concerns Himself, Who's

When A Virtuous Man Is Raised, It Brings Gladness To His Friends, Grief To His Enemies, And Glory To His Posterity.

Love That Is Ignorant And Hatred Have Almost The Same Ends.

I Now Think, Love Is Rather Deaf, Than Blind, For Else It Could Not Be, That She, Whom I Adore So Much, Should So Slight Me, And Cast My Love Behind.

Peace Is Never More Than One Thought Away.

Sweet Meat Must Have Sour Sauce.