The Dog Who Meets With A Good

We Possess Only The Happiness We Able To Understand.

If The Bee Disappeared Off The Face Of The Earth, Man Would Only Have Four Years Left To Live.

When We Lose One We Love, Our Bitterest Tears Are Called Forth By The Memory Of Hours When We Loved Not Enough.

Silence Is The Element In Which Great Things Fashion Themselves Together ... Speech Is Too Often ... The Act Of Quite Stifling And Suspending Thought, So That There Is None To Conceal ... Speech Is Of Time, Silence Is Of Eternity ... It Is Idle To Think That, By Means Of Words, Any Real Communication Can Ever Pass From One Man To Another.

It Is Not From Reason That Justice Springs, But Goodness Is Born Of Wisdom.