For Me The Greatest Beauty Always Lies

It Is Not I Who Die, When I Die, But My Sin And Misery.

Resist As Much As Thou Wilt; Heaven's Ways Are Heaven's Ways.

With A Clear Sky, A Bright Sun, And A Gentle Breeze, You Will Have Friends In Plenty; But Let Fortune Frown, And The Firmament Be Overcast, And Then Your Friends Will Prove Like The Strings Of The Lute, Of Which You Will Tighten Ten Before You Find One That Will Bear The Stretch And Keep The Pitch.

Borrowing Is Not Much Better Than Begging.

For Me The Greatest Beauty Always Lies In The Greatest Clarity.