Fair Words Gladden So Many A Heart.

Fear Is The Virtue Of Slaves; But The Heart That Loveth Is Willing.

All Things Must Change To Something New, To Something Strange.

Give What You Have. To Some One, It May Be Better Than You Dare To Think.

If The Mind, That Rules The Body, Ever So Far Forgets Itself As To Trample On Its Slave, The Slave Is Never Generous Enough To Forgive The Injury, But Will Rise And Smite The Oppressor.

The Grave Itself Is But A Covered Bridge, Leading From Light To Light, Through A Brief Darkness!