Surely Again, To Heal Men's Wounds By

A Coward Turns Away, But A Brave Man's Choice Is Danger.

Sanity Brings Pain But Madness Is A Vile Thing.

Waste Not Fresh Tears Over Old Griefs.

Humility, A Sense Of Reverence Before The Sons Of Heaven - Of All The Prizes That A Mortal Man Might Win, These, I Say, Are Wisest; These Are Best.

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