The Flowers Talk When The

Do Not Follow Where The Path May Lead.

Circles, Like The Soul, Are Neverending And Turn Round And Round Without A Stop.

Those Who Have Ruled Human Destinies, Like Planets, For Thousands Of Years, Were Not Handsome Men.

For, Truly Speaking, Whoever Provokes Me To A Good Act Or Thought Has Given Me A Pledge Of His Fidelity To Virtue,--he Has Come Under The Bonds To Adhere To That Cause To Which We Are Jointly Attached.

There Is No History; Only Biography.