He Hears But Half Who Hears One

The Seed Of Mortals Broods O'er Passing Things, And Hath Nought Surer Than The Smoke-cloud's Shadow.

But When The Dust Has Drunk The Blood Of Men, No Resurrection Comes For One Who's Dead.

Old Men Are Always Young Enough To Learn With Profit.

Few Men Have The Natural Strength To Honor A Friend's Success Without Envy.

The Wisest Of The Wise May Err.