Lips Like Rosebuds Peeping Out Of Snow.

Youth Might Be Wise; We Suffer Less From Pains Than Pleasures.

Lowliness Is The Base Of Every Virtue, And He Who Goes The Lowest Builds The Safest.

None But God Can Fill The Perfect Whole.

Music Lives Within Thy Lips Like A Nightingale In Roses.

He Is A Fool Who Is Not For Love And Beauty. I Speak Unto The Young, For I Am Of Them And Always Shall Be.