A Backward Glance Can Often Lift The

The Man Who Lies Asleep Will Never Waken Fame.

... Nessun Maggior Dolore Che Ricordarsi Del Tempo Felice Nella Miseria. (there Is No Greater Pain Than To Remember A Happy Time When One Is In Misery.)

They Yearn For What They Fear For.

In The Midway Of This Our Mortal Life, I Found Me In A Gloomy Wood, Astray, Gone From The Path Direct.

He Who Know Most Grieves Most For Wasted Time.