We First Make Our Habits, And Then

Secret Guilt By Silence Is Betrayed.

He Who Trusts A Secret To His Servant Makes His Own Man His Master.

Happy The Man, And Happy He Alone, He Who Can Call Today His Own; He Who, Secure Within, Can Say, Tomorrow Do Thy Worst, For I Have Lived Today.

He Who Trusts Secrets To A Servant Makes Him His Master

For Truth Has Such A Face And Such A Mien, As To Be Loved Needs Only To Be Seen.