Since You Know Me And My Destiny

Upon The Creatures We Have Made, We Are, Ourselves, At Last, Dependent.

The Follies Of The Wise Man Are Known To Himself, But Hidden From The World.

Even Dirt Glitters When The Sun Is Shining Upon It

What You Have Inherited From Your Fathers, Earn Over Again For Yourselves, Or It Will Not Be Yours.

It Is A Mistake For A Taciturn, Serious-minded Woman To Marry A Jovial Man, But Not For A Serious-minded Man To Marry A Lighthearted Woman.