None But Yourself Who Are Your Greatest

Ah! What Would The World Be To Us If The Children Were No More? We Should Dread The Desert Behind Us Worse Than The Dark Before.

The Grave Itself Is But A Covered Bridge, Leading From Light To Light, Through A Brief Darkness!

O Thou Child Of Many Prayers! Life Hath Quicksands, Life Hath Snares! Care And Age Come Unawares!

Much Must He Toil Who Serves The Immortal Gods.

Youth Comes But Once In A Lifetime.