Without Money Honor Is Merely A Disease.

And Forever Goodbye! Forever! Oh, Sir, Can You Imagine How Dreadful This Cruel Word Sounds When One Loves?

I Will Die If I Lose You, But I Will Die If I Wait Longer.

Sir, That Much Prudence Calls For Too Much Worry; I Cannot Foresee Misfortunes So Far Away.

There Are No Secrets That Time Does Not Reveal.

To Repair The Irreparable Ravages Of Time.