A Deep Meaning Often Lies In Old

O Jealousy! Thou Magnifier Of Trifles.

Worthless Is The Nation That Does Not Gladly Stake Its All On Its Honor.

No Cause Has He To Say His Doom Is Harsh, Who's Made The Master Of His Destiny.

We, We Live! Ours Are The Hours, And The Living Have Their Claims.

The Mind Is The Eyesight Of The Soul.