The Song Of The Voice Is Sweet,

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

When You Feel Jealousy Is A Sign That Love Should Have Each Other

For The Sight Of The Angry Weather Saddens My Soul And The Sight Of The Town, Sitting Like A Bereaved Mother Beneath Layers Of Ice, Oppresses My Heart.

Poverty Hides Itself In Thought Before It Surrenders To Purses.

An Eye For An Eye, And The Whole World Would Be Blind.