What Is Fortune, What Is

Of All The Things That Man Has Made, No Is So Full Of Interest And Charm, None Possesses So Distinct A Life And Character Of Its Own, As A Ship.

Time Is: Too Slow For Those Who Wait, Too Swift For Those Who Fear.

Hours Fly, Flowers Die: New Days, New Ways: Pass By! Love Stays.

A Peace That Depends On Fear Is Nothing But A Suppressed War.

There Is No Personal Charm So Great As The Charm Of A Cheerful Temperament.