To Live As One Likes Is Plebian

Only By Joy And Sorrow Does A Person Know Anything About Themselves And Their Destiny. They Learn What To Do And What To Avoid.

Yes, My Love, Who Soever Lives, Loses, . . . But He Also Wins. [ger., Ja, Meine Liebe, Wer Lebt, Verliebt . . . Aber Er Gewinnt Auch.]

Reality Surpasses Imagination; And We See, Breathing, Brightening, And Moving Before Our Eyes Sights Dearer To Our Hearts Than Any We Ever Beheld In The Land Of Sleep.

That Which Is Eternal In Woman Lifts Us Above.

The Beginning Of Faith Is The Beginning Of Fruitfulness; But The Beginning Of Unbelief, However Glittering, Is Empty.