Nor Can One Word Be Chang'd But

Many Shining Actions Owe Their Success To Chance, Though The General Or Statesman Receive The Applause.

Be Still My Heart; Thou Hast Known Worse Than This.

Toil Is The Lot Of All, And Bitter Woe The Fate Of Many.

One Who Contends With Immortals Lives A Very Short Life.

Anger, Which, Far Sweeter Than Trickling Drops Of Honey, Rises In The Bosom Of A Man Like Smoke.