Love Is A Sacred Mystery.

Yesterday Is But Today's Memory, And Tomorrow Is Today's Dream.

The Highest Virtue Here May Be Least In Another World.

Beauty Is Not In The Face; Beauty Is A Light In The Heart.

You Shall Be Held Down By The Chains Of Your Own Judgment.

Reason Is Not Like The Goods Sold In The Market Places--the More Plentiful They Are, The Less They Are Worth. Reason's Worth Waxes With Her Abundance. But Were She Sold In The Market, It Is Only The Wise Man Who Would Understand Her True Value.