This principle is old, but true as fate, Kings may love treason, but the traitor hate.
Surely man was not created to be an idle fellow; he was not set in this universal orchard to stand still as a tree.
This world, after all our science and sciences, is still a miracle; wonderful, inscrutable, magical and more, to whosoever will think of it.
A mask of gold hides all deformities.
Age is like love, it cannot be hid.
This age thinks better of a gilded fool Than of a threadbare saint in wisdom's school.
