For Even In Dreams A Good Deed

These Flowers, Which Were Splendid And Sprightly, Waking In The Dawn Of The Morning, In The Evening Will Be A Pitiful Frivolity, Sleeping In The Cold Night's Arms.

The Fox Is Very Cunning, But He Is More Cunning Who Catches The Fox.

They Say That The Best Counsel Is That Of Woman.

Grief Has Been Compared To A Hydra; For Every One That Dies, Two Are Born.

Even In Dreams Doing Good Is Not Wasted.