It Is A Long Road

Grammar, Which Can Govern Even Kings.

Betrayed And Wronged In Everything, I’ll Flee This Bitter World Where Vice Is King, And Seek Some Spot Unpeopled And Apart Where I’ll Be Free To Have An Honest Heart. - Molière, The Misanthrope

One Is Easily Fooled By That Which One Loves.

Innocence Is Not Accustomed To Blush.

The Proof Of True Love Is To Be Unsparing In Criticism.