Men Are Always Optimists When They Look

The Song That We Hear With Our Ears Is Only The Song That Is Sung In Our Hearts.

The Loss Of Our Illusions Is The Only Loss From Which We Never Recover.

Count Art By Gold, And It Fetters The Feet It Once Winged.

Fame Has Only The Span Of The Day, They Say. But To Live In The Hearts Of People-that Is Worth Something.

The Bread Of Bitterness Is The Food On Which Men Grow To Their Fullest Stature; The Waters Of Bitterness Are The Debatable Ford Through Which They Reach The Shores Of Wisdom; The Ashes Boldly Grasped And Eaten Without Faltering Are The Price That Must Be Paid For The Golden Fruit Of Knowledge.