A Few Drops Sprinkled On The Torch

The Willow Which Bends To The Tempest Often Escapes Better Than The Oak Which Resists It.

Without Courage There Cannot Be Truth, And Without Truth There Can Be No Other Virtue.

Threatened Folk Live Long.

Here Is Neither Want Of Appetite Nor Mouths, Pray Heaven We Be Not Scant Of Meat Or Mirth.

Some Touch Of Nature's Genial Glow.