When You Give, Give With Joy And

Virtue Is The Health Of The Soul. It Gives A Flavor To The Smallest Leaves Of Life.

Antiquity! I Like Its Ruins Better Than Its Reconstructions.

Truth Takes The Stamp Of The Souls It Enters. It Is Rigorous And Rough In Arid Souls, But Tempers And Softens Itself In Loving Natures.

The Sound Of The Drum Drives Out Thought; For That Very Reason It Is The Most Military Of Instruments.

Without Duty, Life Is Sort Of Boneless; It Cannot Hold Itself Together.