Had I Succeeded Well, I Had Been

Surely Again, To Heal Men's Wounds By Music's Spell.

I Loathe A Friend Whose Gratitude Grows Old, A Friend Who Takes His Friend's Prosperity But Will Not Voyage With Him In His Grief

In My Opinion, The Unjust Man Whose Tongue Is Full Of Glozing Rhetoric, Merits The Heaviest Punishment; Vaunting That He Can With His Tongue Gloze Over Injustice, He Dares To Act Wickedly, Yet He Is Not Over-wise.

What Can We Take On Trust In This Uncertain Life? Happiness, Greatness, Pride - Nothing Is Secure, Nothing Keeps.

Woman Is Woman's Natural Ally.