He Who Despairs Is Wrong.

Whom Man Kills, Him God Restoreth To Life.

It Is By Suffering That Human Beings Become Angels.

A Fall From Such A Height Is Rarely Straight Downwards.

It Seems As Though, At The Approach Of A Certain Dark Hour, The Light Of Heaven Infills Those Who Are Leaving The Light Of Earth.

To Be Wicked Does Not Insure Prosperity - For The Inn Did Not Succeed Well.