God Is An Unutterable Sigh, Planted In

Sorrows Gather Around Great Souls As Storms Do Around Mountains; But, Like Them, They Break The Storm And Purify The Air Of The Plain Beneath Them.

What Cicero Said Of Men-that They Are Like Wines, Age Souring The Bad, And Bettering The Good-we Can Say Of Misfortune, That It Has The Same Effect Upon Them.

If Self-knowledge Is The Road To Virtue, So Is Virtue Still More The Road To Self-knowledge.

Feelings Of Man Are Always Pure And The Brightest To The Meeting Time And Farewell.

Each Departed Friend Is A Magnet That Attracts Us To The Next World.