Modesty and dew love the shade.
Man is God by his faculty for thought.
Virginity is the poetry, not the reality, of life.
The attractiveness that exists to man in the very helplessness of woman is scarcely realized.
Man, man, is thy brother, and thy father is God.
It is admirable to die the victim of one's faith; it is sad to die the dupe of one's ambition.