Music Is The Universal Language Of Mankind.

The Love Of Learning, The Sequestered Nooks, And All The Sweet Serenity Of Books.

Sorrow And Silence Are Strong, And Patient Endurance Is Godlike.

Gone Are The Birds That Were Our Summer Guests.

A Feeling Of Sadness And Longing, That Is Not Akin To Pain, And Resembles Sorrow Only As The Mist Resembles The Rain.

The Bravest Are The Tenderest.