A Friar Who Asks Alms For God's

The Heart Is An Astrologer That Always Divines The Truth.

Our Treasures Trifles Seem, And All Our Life Is Dreaming, And The Dreams Themselves Are Dreams.

At The Point When Affection Is Not Frenzy, It Is Not Adore.

No Virtue Can Be Real That Has Not Been Tried. The Gold In The Crucible Alone Is Perfect; The Loadstone Tests The Steel, And The Diamond Is Tried By The Diamond, While Metals Gleam The Brighter In The Furnace.

Great Events Have Sent Before Them Their Announcements.