Men Make Their Choice: One Man Honors

Human Misery Must Somewhere Have A Stop; There Is No Wind That Always Blows A Storm; Great Good Fortune Comes To Failure In The End. All Is Change; All Yields Its Place And Goes; To Persevere, Trusting In What Hopes He Has, Is Courage In A Man. The Coward Despairs.

Death Is What Men Want When The Anguish Of Living Is More Than They Can Bear.

Again, A Smooth Answer, Signifying Nothing.

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

The Stillest Tongue Can Be The Truest Friend.