Few sometimes may know, when thousands err. >>
And when night, darkens the streets, then wander forth the sons of Bel >>
Reason also is choice. >>
It is easy enough to be virtuous When nothing tempts you to stray; Whe >>
Virtue must be valuable, if men and women of all degrees pretend to ha >>
Why does a virtuous man take delight in the landscapes? Because the di >>
I cannot praise a fugitive and cloistered virtue, unexercised and unbreathed, that never sallies out and sees her adversary, but slinks out of the race where that immortal garland is to be run for, not without dust and heat.