It Is Not Night When I Do

Master, Go On, And I Will Follow Thee To The Last Gasp With Truth And Loyalty.

Most Friendship Is Feigning, Most Loving Mere Folly.

O Thou That Dost Inhabit In My Breast, Leave Not The Mansion So Long Tenantless; Lest, Growing Ruinous, The Building Fall And Leave No Memory Of What It Was!

Haste Is Needful In A Desperate Case.

I Have No Other But A Woman's Reason: I Think Him So, Because I Think Him So.