Napoleon For The Sake Of A Good

As Beauteous Is The World, And Many A Joy Floats Through Its Wide Dominion. But, Alas, When We Would Seize The Winged Good, It Flies.

Power Is Neither Male Nor Female.

Over All The Mountain Tops Is Peace. In All Treetops You Perceive Scarcely A Breath. The Little Birds In The Forest Are Silent. Wait Then; Soon, You Too, Will Have Peace.

Colour Itself Is A Degree Of Darkness.

A Talent Is Formed In Stillness, A Character In The World's Torrent.