From Labor There Shall Come Forth Rest.

The Air Is Full Of Farewells To The Dying. And Mournings For The Dead.

Live Up To The Best That Is In You: Live Noble Lives, As You All May, In Whatever Condition You May Find Yourselves.

Music Is The Universal Language Of Mankind.

Whenever Nature Leaves A Hole In A Person's Mind, She Generally Plasters It Over With A Thick Coat Of Self-conceit.

The Happy Should Not Insist Too Much Upon Their Happiness In The Presence Of The Unhappy.