Love Is The Heart S Immortal Thirst

Death Comes In Its Own Time, In Its Own Way.death Is As Unique As The Individual Experiencing It.

It Is Better To Follow Even The Shadow Of The Best, Than To Remain Content With The Worst.

Be Glαd Of Life, Becαuse It Gives You The Chαnce To Love αnd To Work αnd To Plαy αnd To Look Up αt The Stαrs; To Be Sαtisfied With Your Posessions, To Despise Nothing In The World Except Fαlsehood αnd Meαnness αnd To Feαr Nothing Except Cowαrdice; To Be Governed By Your αdmirαtions Rαther Thαn By Your Disgusts, To Covet Nothing Thαt Is Your Neighbour's Except His Kindness Of Heαrt αnd Gentleness Of Mαnners; To Think Seldom Of Your Enemies, Often Of Your Friends And To Spend αs Much Time αs You Cαn With Body αnd With Spirit.

Long Ago Apollo Called To Aristæus, Youngest Of The Shepherds, Saying, "i Will Make You Keeper Of My Bees." Golden Were The Hives, And Golden Was The Honey; Golden, Too, The Music, Where The Honey-makers Hummed Among The Trees.

The Best Rose-bush, After All, Is Not That Which Has The Fewest Thorns, But That Which Bears The Finest Roses.