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This First Glance Of A Soul Which Does Not Yet Know Itself Is Like Dawn In The Heavens; It Is The Awakening Of Something Radiant And Unknown.

Have But Luck, And You Will Have The Rest; Be Fortunate, And You Will Be Thought Great.

What A Grand Thing, To Be Loved! What A Grander Thing Still, To Love!

She Might Have Melted A Heart Of Stone, But Nothing Can Melt A Heart Of Wood.

At The Shrine Of Friendship Never Say Die, Let The Wine Of Friendship Never Run Dry