Every Man Has Enough Power Left To

Beauty Can Never Really Understand Itself.

Hatred Is A Heavy Burden. It Sinks The Heart Deep In The Breast, And Lies Like A Tombstone On All Joys.

The Happy Do Not Believe In Miracles.

Life Belongs To The Living, And He Who Lives Must Be Prepared For Changes.

Know'st Thou Yesterday, Its Aim And Reason? Work'st Thou Will Today For Worthier Things? Then Calmly Wait The Morrow's Hidden Season, And Fear Thou Not, What Hap Soe'er It Brings