God Grants Us Not Always What We

The Rich Are Like Beasts Of Burden, Carrying Treasure All Day, And At The Night Of Death Unladen; They Carry To Their Grave Only The Bruises And Marks Of Their Toil.

Let Our Lives Be Good, And The Times Are Good. We Make Our Times; Such As We Are, Such Are The Times.

Whoever Is Still Seeking For Miracles So That He May Believe Is Himself A Wonder, Who Does Not Believe While The World Around Him Does.

We Both Exist And Know That We Exist, And Rejoice In This Knowledge.

You (god) Have Not Only Commanded Continence, That Is, From What Things We Are To Restrain Our Love, But Also Justice, That Is, On What We Are To Bestow Our Love.