Youth Without Faith Is A Day Without

Excess Always Carries It's Own Retributions.

Hypocrites Weep, And You Cannot Tell Their Tears From Those Of Saints; But No Bad Man Ever Laughed Sweetly Yet.

Opposition To A Man In Love Is Like Oil To Fire.

Scandals Are Like Dandelion Seeds--they Are Arrow-headed, And Stick Where They Fall, And Bring Forth And Multiply Fourfold.

Friendship Needs To Be Rooted In Respect, But Love Can Live Upon Itself Alone