As A Man Grows Older It Is

Only Deeds Give Strength To Life, Only Moderation Gives It Charm.

Joy Descends Gently Upon Us Like The Evening Dew, And Does Not Patter Down Like A Hailstorm.

Flowers Never Emit So Sweet And Strong A Fragrance As Before A Storm. When A Storm Approaches Thee, Be As Fragrant As A Sweet-smelling Flower.

There Is A Joy In Sorrow Which None But A Mourner Can Know.

What Cicero Said Of Men-that They Are Like Wines, Age Souring The Bad, And Bettering The Good-we Can Say Of Misfortune, That It Has The Same Effect Upon Them.