The Envious Will Die, But Envy Never.

All Which Is Not Prose Is Verse; And All Which Is Not Verse Is Prose.

And With His Arms Crossed He Looks Pityingly Down From His Spiritual Height On Everything That Anyone Says.

We Die Only Once, And For Such A Long Time.

Of All Follies There Is None Greater Than Wanting To Make The World A Better Place.

Virtue Is The First Title Of Nobility.