Ah! The Seasons Of Love Roll Not

The Last, Best Fruit Which Comes To Late Perfection, Even In The Kindliest Soul, Is Tenderness Toward The Hard, Forbearance Toward The Unforbearing, Warmth Of Heart Toward The Cold, Philanthropy Toward The Misanthropic.

Humankind's Chief Fault Is That They Have So Many Small Ones.

Remembrances Last Longer Than Present Realities.

I Have Made As Much Out Of Myself As Could Be Made Of The Stuff, And No Man Should Require More.

A Timid Person Is Frightened Before A Danger, A Coward During The Time, And A Courageous Person Afterward.