Necessity Is Stronger Far Than Art.

He Who Learns Must Suffer. And Even In Our Sleep Pain That Cannot Forget Falls Drop By Drop Upon The Heart, And In Our Own Despair, Against Our Will, Comes Wisdom To Us By The Awful Grace Of God.

Nor Does Night Conceal Men's Deeds Of Ill, But Whatsoe'er Thou Dost, Think That Some God Beholds It.

The One Knowing What Is Profitable, And Not The Man Knowing Many Things, Is Wise.

There Is A Limit To The Best Of Health, Disease Is Always A Near Neighbor.

God's Mouth Knows Not How To Speak Falsehood, But He Brings To Pass Every Word.