Sleep, Riches, And Health, To Be Truly

Sorrows Are Like Thunderclouds, In The Distance They Look Black, Over Our Heads Scarcely Gray.

What Makes Old Age So Sad Is, Not That Our Joys, But That Our Hopes Then Cease.

There Are Souls In This World Which Have The Gift Of Finding Joy Everywhere And Of Leaving It Behind Them When They Go.

Individuality Is To Be Preserved And Respected Everywhere, As The Root Of Everything Good.

I Have Made As Much Out Of Myself As Could Be Made Of The Stuff, And No Man Should Require More.