Nothing Is Hopeless; We Must Hope For

Delight In Splendor Is No More Than Happiness With Little: For Both Have Their Appeal.

Who Dares Not Speak His Free Thoughts Is A Slave.

A Sharp-tempered Woman, Or, For That Matter, A Man, Is Easier To Deal With Than The Clever Type Who Holds Her Tongue.

It Is Better That We Live Ever So Miserably Than Die In Glory.

I Think That Fortune Watcheth O'er Our Lives, Surer Than We. But Well Said: He Who Strives Will Find His Goals Strive For Him Equally.