Intellect--brain Force.

Intellect--brain Force.

Whatever Lives, Lives To Die In Sorrow. We Engage Our Hearts, And Grasp After The Things Of This World, Only To Undergo The Pang Of Losing Them.

It Is Play And Only Play That Makes Man Complete.

Have Hope. Though Clouds Environs Now, And Gladness Hides Her Face In Scorn, Put Thou The Shadow From Thy Brow, - No Night But Hath Its Morn.

Disappointments Are To The Soul What A Thunderstorm Is To The Air.