Chance Generally Favors The Prudent.

The Sound Of The Drum Drives Out Thought; For That Very Reason It Is The Most Military Of Instruments.

Eyes Raised Toward Heaven Are Always Beautiful, Whatever They Be.

Genius Begins Beautiful Works, But Only Labor Finishes Them.

Grief - Happiness Is To Feel That One's Soul Is Good; There Is No Other, In Truth, And This Kind Of Happiness May Exist Even In Sorrow, So That There Are Griefs Perfable To Every Joy, And Such As Would Be Preferred By All Those Who Have Felt Them.

Living Requires But Little Life; Doing Requires Much.