Flowers Are The Beautiful Hieroglyphics Of Nature

The Soul Of Man Is Like To Water; From Heaven It Cometh, To Heaven It Riseth And Then Returning To Earth, Forever Alternating.

Kindness Is The Golden Thread That Holds Society Together.

You Must Be Either The Servant Or The Master, The Hammer Or The Anvil.

I Wait For The Morning Of My Tears

Our Modern Wars Make Many Unhappy While They Last And None Happy When They Are Over.