Truth Can Be Outraged By Silence Quite

To Forgive Freely, Is What We Owe To Our Enemy; To Forget Not, Is What We Owe To Ourselves.

Death Is Like The Setting Of The Sun. The Sun Never Sets; Life Never Ceases. ... We Think The Sun Sets, And It Never Ceases Shining; We Think Our Friends Die, And They Never Cease Living.

If A Thing Is To Be Done, There Is No Time Like The Hour That Has Not Struck.

In All Troublous Events We May Find Comfort, Though It Be Only In The Negative Admission That Things Might Have Been Worse.

Injustice Is A Sixth Sense, And Rouses All The Others.