As The Master So The Valet.

Youth Might Be Wise; We Suffer Less From Pains Than Pleasures.

When Pride Thaws, Look For Floods.

Mind And Night Will Meet, Though In Silence, Like Forbidden Lovers.

All Are Of The Race Of God, And Have In Themselves Good.

Any Heart Turned Godward Feels More Joyin One Short Hour Of Prayer, Than E'er Was Raisedby All The Feasts Of Earth Since Its Foundation.