Fate Hath No Voice But

A Merely Fallen Enemy May Rise Again, But The Reconciled One Is Truly Vanquished.

No, No! I Do Nature Injustice. She Gave Us Inventive Faculty, And Set Us Naked, And Helpless On The Shore Of This Great Ocean,--the World; Swim Those Who Can, The Heavy May Go To The Bottom.

Most Gladly Would I Give The Blood-stained Laurel For The First Violet Which March Brings Us, The Fragrant Pledge Of The New-fledged Year.

He Who Neglects The Present Moment Throws Away All He Has.

I Have Enjoyed Earthly Happiness, I Have Lived And Loved.