Truth Hath A Quiet Breast.

This Day's Black Fate On More Days Doth Depend; This But Begins The Woe, Others Must End.

Literature Is A Comprehensive Essence Of The Intellectual Life Of A Nation.

We Will Draw The Curtain And Show You The Picture.

Love's Not Time's Fool, Though Rosy Lips And Cheeks Within His Bending Sickle's Compass Come.

Words Spoken Can Not Be Recalled So Think Twice Before You Speak.