Keep Alive The Light Of Justice, And

No One Can Confidently Say That He Will Still Be Living Tomorrow.

Stronger Than Lover's Love Is Lover's Hate. Incurable, In Each, The Wounds They Make.

The Way Of God Is Complex, He Is Hard For Us To Predict. He Moves The Pieces And They Come Somehow Into A Kind Of Order.

Fortune Always Will Confer An Aura Of Worth, Unworthily; And In This World The Lucky Person Passes For A Genius.

An Ally Need Not Own The Land He Helps.