The Rose Is Wont With Pride To

What One Has Wished For In Youth, In Old Age One Has In Abundance.

I Am The Spirit That Denies.

An Absent Friend Gives Us Friendly Company When We Are Well Assured Of His Happiness.

Names Are But Noise And Smoke, Obscuring Heavenly Light.

If We Take People Only As They Are, Then We Make Them Worse; If We Treat Them As If They Were What They Should Be, Then We Bring Them To Where They Can Be Brought.