Money Is Like Love; It Kills Slowly

When Life Does Not Find A Singer To Sing Her Heart She Produces A Philosopher To Speak Her Mind.

A Look Which Reveals Inward Stress Adds More Beauty To The Face, No Matter How Much Tragedy And Pain It Bespeaks; But The Face Which, In Silence, Does Not Announce Hidden Mysteries Is Not Beautiful, Regardless Of The Symmetry Of Its Features.

From A Sensitive Woman's Heart Springs The Happiness Of Mankind, And From The Kindness Of Her Noble Spirit Comes Mankind's Affection.

He Who Does Not Seek Advice Is A Fool. His Folly Blinds Him To Truth And Makes Him Evil, Stubborn, And A Danger To His Fellow Man.

Pain And Foolishness Lead To Great Bliss And Complete Knowledge, For Eternal Wisdom Created Nothing Under The Sun In Vain.