If The Mind Loves Solitude, It Has

One Must Not Consider A Language As A Product Dead, And Formed But Once; It Is An Animate Being, And Ever Creative. Human Thought Elaborates Itself With The Progress Of Intelligence; And Of This Thought Language Is A Manifestation. An Idiom Cannot Therefore Remain Stationary; It Walks, It Develops, It Grows Up, It Fortifies Itself, It Becomes Old, And It Reaches Decrepitude.

Even By Means Of Our Sorrows We Belong To The Eternal Plan.

The Sea Has Been Called Deceitful And Treacherous, But There Lies In This Trait Only The Character Of A Great Natural Power, Which, To Speak According To Our Own Feelings, Renews Its Strength, And, Without Reference To Joy Or Sorrow, Follows Eternal Laws Which Are Imposed By A Higher Power.

It Is Almost More Important How A Person Takes His Fate Than What It Is. And The Best Way Is With Gratitude While Trying To Improve It For The Good Of Others And Themselves.

A Man Must Seek His Happiness And Inward Peace From Objects Which Cannot Be Taken Away From Him.