The Very Plants Turn With A Joyful

Many A Crown Shines Spotless Now That Yet Was Deeply Sullied In The Winning.

A Beautiful Soul Has No Other Merit Than Its Own Existence.

Happy He Who Learns To Bear What He Cannot Change.

The History Of The World Is The World's Court Of Justice.

What Reason, Like The Careful Ant, Draws Laboriously Together, The Wind Of Accident Sometimes Collects In A Moment.