What Man Can Pretend To Know The

Where There's Music There Can Be No Evil.

There Is A Time For Some Things, And A Time For All Things; A Time For Great Things, And A Time For Small Things.

The Eyes Those Silent Tongues Of Love.

They Can Expect Nothing But Their Labor For Their Pains. - Cervantes

It Seldom Happens That Any Felicity Comes So Pure As Not To Be Tempered And Allayed By Some Mixture Of Sorrow.