Love Guides The Stars Towards Each Other,

In A Narrow Circle The Mind Grows Narrow. The More One Expands, The Larger Their Aims.

Song Forbids Victorious Deeds To Die.

O Jealousy! Thou Magnifier Of Trifles.

Great Souls Suffer In Silence.

Death Is A Mighty Mediator. There All The Flames Of Rage Are Extinguished, Hatred Is Appeased, And Angelic Pity, Like A Weeping Sister, Bends With Gentle And Close Embrace Over The Funeral Urn.