A mere nothing in one man's life, to another may be great A subdued tone generally provokes an equally subdued answer Air of a professional guide Before you serve me up so bitter a meal (the truth) Blind tenderness which knows no reason By nature she is not and by circumstances is compelled to be Deceit is deceit Desire to seek and find a power outside us Inquisitive eyes are intrusive company Many a one would rather be feared than remain unheeded Not yet fairly come to the end of yesterday The altar where truth is mocked at Virtues are punished in this world Who can be freer than he who needs nothing Who only puts on his armor when he is threatened