What Is More Miserable Than Discontent?

Words Are Easy, Like The Wind; Faithful Friends Are Hard To Find.

The Eye Sees All, But The Mind Shows Us What We Want To See.

My Desolation Does Begin To Make A Better Life.

The Morning Steals Upon The Night, Melting The Darkness.

See The Minutes, How They Run, How Many Make The Hour Full Complete; How Many Hours Bring About The Day; How Many Days Will Finish Up The Year; How Many Years A Mortal Man May Live.