When Two Souls Compose A Single Song,

Human Misery Must Somewhere Have A Stop; There Is No Wind That Always Blows A Storm; Great Good Fortune Comes To Failure In The End. All Is Change; All Yields Its Place And Goes; To Persevere, Trusting In What Hopes He Has, Is Courage In A Man. The Coward Despairs.

A Slave Is He Who Cannot Speak His Thoughts.

Who Knows But Life Be That Which Men Call Death, And Death What Men Call Life?

Blood Streams In Sacrifice; Yet Anguish Finds No Cure.

Experience, Travel - These Are An Education In Themselves.