We Look For Good On Earth And

Nothing Is Hopeless; We Must Hope For Everything.

The Divine Power Moves With Difficulty, But At The Same Time Surely.

Sweet Is The Remembrance Of Troubles When You Are In Safety.

It Is A Strange Form Of Anger, Difficult To Cure, When Two Friends Turn Upon Each Other In Hatred.

A Rare Spoil For A Man Is The Winning Of A Good Wife; Very Plentiful Are The Worthless Women.