To Barter And Lose Is Better Than

You Would Measure Time The Measureless And The Immeasurable. You Would Adjust Your Conduct And Even Direct The Course Of Your Spirit According To Hours And Seasons. Of Time You Would Make A Stream Upon Whose Bank You Would Sit And Watch Its Flowing.

If Your Heart Is A Volcano, How Shall You Expect Flowers To Bloom?

For Life Goes Not Backward, Nor Tarries With Yesterday.

The Truly Just Is He Who Feels Half Guilty Of Your Misdeeds.

When You Have Grasped A Problem Clearly, Face It With Resolution, For That Is The Way Of The Strong.