What I Possess, Seems Far Away To

Where The Light Is Brightest, The Shadows Are Deepest.

Our Foibles Are Really What Make Us Lovable.

Alas! Sorrow From Happiness Is Oft Evolved.

There Is Repetition Everywhere, And Nothing Is Found Only Once In The World.

If You Start To Think Of Your Physical And Moral Condition, You Usually Find That You Are Sick.