The Soul Circumscribes All Things.

And Last Of All, High Over Thought, In The World Of Morals, Fate Appears As Vindicator, Levelling The High, Lifting The Low, Requiring Justice In Man, And Always Striking Soon Or Late When Justice Is Not Done. What Is Useful Will Last, What Is Hurtful Will Sink.

Nature Has Made Up Her Mind That What Cannot Defend Itself Shall Not Be Defended.

I Will Not Live Out Of Me I Will Not See With Others' Eyes My Good Is Good, My Evil Ill I Would Be Free.

The Eye Is The Best Of Artists.

Success To The Strongest, Who Are Always, At Last, The Wisest And Best.