Did You Think The Lion Was Sleeping

Truth Is More Than A Dream And A Song.

I Feel That I Am A Man Of Destiny.

Fate Always Wins, For Our Own Heart Within Us Imperiously Furthers Its Designs.

Most Gladly Would I Give The Blood-stained Laurel For The First Violet Which March Brings Us, The Fragrant Pledge Of The New-fledged Year.

A Beautiful Soul Has No Other Merit Than Its Own Existence.