Love is not a fire to be shut up in a soul. Everything betrays us: voice, silence, eyes; half-covered fires burn all the brighter.
I embrace my rival, but only to strangle him.
Is a faith without action a sincere faith?
He who will travel far spares his steed.
Felicity is in possession, happiness in anticipation.
He who ruleth the raging of the sea, knows also how to check the designs of the ungodly. I submit myself with reverence to His Holy Will. O Abner, I fear my God, and I fear none but Him.