If Greatness Of Purpose, Smallness Of Means,

Private Passions Tire And Exhaust Themselves, Public Ones Never.

If They Say "you Have Your Last Chance To Look At The World", I Wish That Look Would From Çamlıca Of Istanbul.

Death, With Funereal Shades In Vain Surrounds Me, My Reason Through His Darkness Seeth Light: 'tis The Last Step Which Brings Me Close To Thee: 'tis The Veil Falling, 'twixt Thy Face And Mine.

Kindness Is Virtue Itself.

Good Manners Require Space And Time.