The Fruit Of Life Is

Injustice Is A Sixth Sense, And Rouses All The Others.

To Forgive Freely, Is What We Owe To Our Enemy; To Forget Not, Is What We Owe To Ourselves.

Events That Are Predestined Require But Little Management. They Manage Themselves. They Slip Into Place While We Sleep, And Suddenly We Are Aware That The Thing We Fear To Attempt, Is Already Accomplished.

What We Buy, And Pay For, Is Part Of Ourselves.

Be Not Too Strict - Too Far East Is West. You May Lose All By Demanding All.