Will It, And Set To

Whoever Fails To Turn Aside The Ills Of Life By Prudent Forethought, Must Submit To Fulfill The Course Of Destiny.

The Rich Become Richer And The Poor Become Poorer Is A Cry Heard Throughout The Whole Civilized World.

Pain Is Short, And Joy Is Eternal.

There Is No Such Thing As Chance; And What Seem To Us Merest Accident Springs From The Deepest Source Of Destiny.

Fate Always Wins, For Our Own Heart Within Us Imperiously Furthers Its Designs.