Look Upon The Errors Of Others In

How Wonderful Is The Human Voice! It Is Indeed The Organ Of The Soul. The Intellect Of Man Is Enthroned Visibly On His Forehead And In His Eye, And The Heart Of Man Is Written On His Countenance, But The Soul, The Soul Reveals Itself In The Voice Only.

My Book And Heart Shall Never Part.

Much Must He Toil Who Serves The Immortal Gods.

However Things May Seem, No Evil Thing Is Success And No Good Thing Is Failure.

I Stay A Little Longer, As One Stays, To Cover Up The Embers That Still Burn.