Where Love Is Absent There Can Be

One Approaches The Journey's End. But The End Is A Goal, Not A Catastrophe.

A Man Is Not A Wall, Whose Stones Are Crushed Upon The Road; Or A Pipe, Whose Fragments Are Thrown Away At A Street Corner. The Fragments Of An Intellect Are Always Good.

Experience Is Always A Trustworthy Guide; It May Not Tell You Everything, But It Never Lies.

Know How To Replace In Your Heart, By The Happiness Of Those You Love, The Happiness That May Be Wanting To Yourself

Love Without Reverence And Enthusiasm Is Only Friendship.