Power Gives No Purchase To The Hand,

Who Then Will Dare To Say I'm Weak Or Timid? No, They'll Say I'm Loyal As A Friend, Ruthless As A Foe, So Much Like A Hero Destined For Glory.

Alas!-but Why Alas? It Is The Lot Of Mortality We Experience.

Better A Serpent Than A Stepmother!

Love Must Not Touch The Marrow Of The Soul. Our Affections Must Be Breakable Chains That We Can Cast Them Off Or Tighten Them.

It Is In Adversity That The Good Show Their Friendship Most Clearly; Prosperity Always Finds Friends.