As I Breathe, I Hope.

There Are Gems Of Thought That Are Ageless And Eternal.

Where Is There Dignity Unless There Is Honesty?

There Is No Treasure The Which May Be Compared Unto A Faithful Friend; Gold Some Decayeth, And Worldly Wealth Consumeth, And Wasteth In The Winde; But Love Once Planted In A Perfect And Pure Minde Indureth Weale And Woe; The Frownes Of Fortune, Come They Never So Unkinde, Cannot The Same Overthrowe.

Guilt Is Present In The Very Hesitation, Even Though The Deed Be Not Committed.

Reason Is The Mistress And Queen Of All Things. [lat., Domina Omnium Et Regina Ratio.]