All Must Yield To The Weight Of

The Fox Is Very Cunning, But He Is More Cunning Who Catches The Fox.

Restless Sunflower; Cease To Move.

Grief Has Been Compared To A Hydra; For Every One That Dies, Two Are Born.

Dreams Are Rough Copies Of The Waking Soul Yet Uncorrected Of The Higher Will, So That Men Sometimes In Their Dreams Confess An Unsuspected, Or Forgotten, Self; -since Dreaming, Madness, Passion, Are Akin In Missing Each That Salutory Rein Of Reason, And The Grinding Will Of Man.

But Whether It Be Dream Or Truth, To Do Well Is What Matters. If It Be Truth, For Truth's Sake. If Not, Then To Gain Friends For The Time When We Awaken.