Beauty- It Was A Glorious Gift Of

The Leader, Mingling With The Vulgar Host, Is In The Common Mass Of Matter Lost.

A Small Rock Holds Back A Great Wave.

Even His Griefs Are A Joy Long After To One That Remembers All That He Wrought And Endured.

The Glorious Gifts Of The Gods Are Not To Be Cast Aside.

For A Friend With An Understanding Heart Is Worth No Less Than A Brother