For Know That No One Is Free,

The Moving Light, Rejoicing In Its Strength, Sped From The Pyre Of Pine, And Urged Its Way, In Golden Glory, Like Some Strange New Sun.

Happiness Is A Choice That Requires Effort At Times.

Wisdom Comes Alone Through Suffering.

Only When A Man's Life Comes To Its End In Prosperity Dare We Pronounce Him Happy.

It Is A Light Thing For Whoever Keeps His Foot Outside Trouble To Advise And Counsel Him That Suffers.