Not To Know What Happened Before One

Sweet Is The Memory Of Past Troubles.

The Only Excuse For War Is That We May Live In Peace Unharmed.

No One Sees What Is Before His Feet: They Scan The Tracks Of Heaven.

There Is No Grief Which Time Does Not Lessen And Soften.

Virtue And Decency Are So Nearly Related That It Is Difficult To Separate Them From Each Other But In Our Imagination.