A Truth Is To Be Known Always,

But You Who Walk Facing The Sun, What Images Drawn On The Earth Can Hold You? You Who Travel With The Wind, What Weathervane Shall Direct Your Course? What Man's Law Shall Bind You If You Break Your Yoke But Upon No Man's Prison Door? What Laws Shall You Fear If You Dance But Stumble Against No Man's Iron Chains? And Who Is He That Shall Bring You To Judgment If You Tear Off Your Garment Yet Leave It In No Man's Path? People Of Orphalese, You Can Muffle The Drum, And You Can Loosen The Strings Of The Lyre, But Who Shall Command The Skylark Not To Sing?

Hate Is A Dead Thing. Who Of You Would Be A Tomb?

Love Prides Itself Not Only In The One Who Loves, But Also In The Beloved.

Yesterday Is Ever Jealous Of...tomorrow.

A Man's True Wealth Is The Good He Does In The World.