The Way Of God Is Complex, He

Disaster Appears, To Crush One Man Now, But Afterward Another.

Delusive Hope Still Points To Distant Good.

There Is No Worse Evil Than A Bad Woman; And Nothing Has Ever Been Produced Better Than A Good One.

To Have Found You Is A Dear Happiness; And To Be Apollo's Son Is Beyond All My Hopes; But There Is Something I Want To Say To You Alone. Come; This Is A Private Matter Between Us Two - Anything You Tell Me Shall Be As Secret As The Grave.

For With Slight Efforts How Should We Obtain Great Results? It Is Foolish Even To Desire It.