Leave No Stone Untamed.

To A Father Growing Old Nothing Is Dearer Than A Daughter.

He Is Life's Liberating Force. He Is Release Of Limbs And Communion Through Dance. He Is Laughter, And Music In Flutes. He Is Repose From All Cares -- He Is Sleep! When His Blood Bursts From The Grape And Flows Across Tables Laid In His Honor To Fuse With Our Blood, He Gently, Gradually, Wraps Us In Shadows Of Ivy-cool Sleep.

One Does Nothing Who Tries To Console A Despondent Person With Word. A Friend Is One Who Aids With Deeds At A Critical Time When Deeds Are Called For.

Slow But Sure Moves The Might Of The Gods.

Women's Love Is For Their Men, Not For Their Children.