In Fact, Truth Cannot Be Communicated Until

Sometimes It's Better To Put Love Into Hugs Than To Put It Into Words. Soul Meets Soul On Lovers' Lips.

I Love Tranquil Solitude, And Such Society As Is Quiet, Wise, And Good; Between Thee And Me What Difference? But Thou Dost Possess The Things I Seek, Not Love Them Less.

Whence Are We, And Why Are We? Of What Scene The Actors Or Spectators?

Where Is Perfection? Where I Cannot Reach.

In The Infancy Of Society Every Author Is Necessarily A Poet