Storms Purify The Atmosphere.

Liberty Is The Soul's Right To Breathe.

Sorrows, As Storms, Bring Down The Clouds Close To The Earth; Sorrows Bring Heaven Down Close; And They Are Instruments Of Cleansing And Purifying.

Learning, To Be Of Much Use, Must Have A Tendency To Spread Itself Among The Common People.

No Emotion, Any More Than A Wave, Can Long Retain Its Own Individual Form.

I Never Knew How To Worship Until I Knew How To Love.