The Dictates Of The Heart Are The

There Are Occasions When The General Belief Of The People, Even Though It Be Groundless, Works Its Effect As Sure As Truth Itself.

A Merely Fallen Enemy May Rise Again, But The Reconciled One Is Truly Vanquished.

O God, How Lovely Still Is Life!

I Am Better Than My Reputation

Joy, Thou Spark From Heav'n Immortal, Daughter Of Elysium! Drunk With Fire, Toward Heaven Advancing Goddess, To Thy Shrine We Come. Thy Sweet Magic Brings Together What Stern Custom Spreads Afar; All Men Become Brothers Where Thy Happy Wing-beats Are.