You See, One Loves The Sunset When

And At Night I Love To Listen To The Stars. It Is Like Five Hundred Million Little Bells.

No Individual Is Isolated. He Who Is Sad, Saddens Others.

One Only Really Sees With The Heart.

In Every Crowd Are Certain Persons Who Seem Just Like The Rest, Yet They Bear Amazing Messages.

Each Man Must Look To Himself To Teach Him The Meaning Of Life. It Is Not Something Discovered: It Is Something Molded.