Remember to let her into your heart.

To dream in doctrines$$$ how tidy!

I will weep no more for the lost$$$ asleep in their water graves.

A weakling is incapable of sincerity.

If we resist our passions$$$ it is more due to their weakness than our strength.

A guilty conscience$$$ urged with the thought of former evils$$$ easily cannot err.

I'll trust myself$$$ myself shall be my friend.

I have wished you something None of the others would....

But isn't it true that an author can write only about himself?

War is over ... If you want it.