A Wise Man Does Not

Love Is Invisible And Comes And Goes Where It Wants, Without Anyone Asking About It.

Every One In His Own House And God In All Of Them.

The Phoenix Hope, Can Wing Her Way Through The Desert Skies, And Still Defying Fortune's Spite; Revive From Ashes And Rise.

As Ill-luck Would Have It.

If Thou Takest Virtue For The Rule Of Life, And Valuest Thyself Upon Acting In All Things Comfortably Thereto, Thou Wilt Have No Cause To Envy Lords And Princes; For Blood Is Inherited, But Virtue Is Common Property, And May Be Acquired By All; It Has, Moreover, An Intrinsic Worth, Which Blood Has Not.