The Crime Of A Mother Is A

Do Not They Bring It To Pass By Knowing That They Know Nothing At All?

He Who Bridles The Fury Of The Billows Knows Also To Put A Stop To The Secret Plans Of The Wicked. Submitting With Respect To His Holy Will, I Fear God, And Have No Other Fear.

How Good Is God! How Sweet His Yoke!

Felicity Is In Possession, Happiness In Anticipation.

Wrinkles On The Brow Are The Imprints Of Exploits.