The Greatest Events-they Are Not Our Loudest

The Future Influences The Present Just As Much As The Past.

A Little Poison Now And Then: That Makes For Pleasant Dreams. And A Lot Of Poison At The End, For A Pleasant Death.

There Is Always Some Madness In Love.

One's Own Self Is Well Hidden From One's Own Self; Of All Mines Of Treasure, One's Own Is The Last To Be Dug Up.

What Does Your Conscience Say? — 'you Should Become The Person You Are'.