A Pretty Woman Is A Welcome Guest.

Maidens, Like Moths, Are Ever Caught, By Glare, And Mammon Wins His Way Where Seraphs Might Despair.

Which Cheers The Sad, Revives The Old, Inspires The Young, Makes Weariness Forget His Toil, And Fear Her Danger; Opens A New World When This, The Present, Palls.

Never To Talk To Ones Self Is A Form Of Hypocrisy

Adversity Is The First Path To Truth.

If Ancient Tales Say True, Nor Wrong These Holy Men.