There Is No Solitude In Nature.

Emulation Is A Noble And Just Passion, Full Of Appreciation.

Gray Hairs Are Death's Blossoms.

Whoever Fails To Turn Aside The Ills Of Life By Prudent Forethought, Must Submit To Fulfill The Course Of Destiny.

To Be Man's Tender Mate Was Woman Born, And In Obeying Nature She Best Serves The Purposes Of Heaven.

Truth Lives On In The Midst Of Deception.