I Am Not Proud, But

It Is Not The Tree That Forsakes The Flower, But The Flower That Forsakes The Tree.

There Is No Friendship That Cares About An Overheard Secret.

Does The Open Wound In Another's Breast Soften The Pain Of The Gaping Wound In Our Own? Or Does The Blood Which Is Welling From Another Man's Side Staunch That Which Is Pouring From Our Own? Does The General Anguish Of Our Fellow Creatures Lessen Our Own Private And Particular Anguish? No, No, Each Suffers On His Own Account, Each Struggles With His Own Grief, Each Sheds His Own Tears.

Tell The Angel Who Will Watch Over Your Life To Pray Now And Then For A Man Who, Like Satan, Believed Himself For An Instant To Be Equal To God, But Who Realized In All Humility That Supreme Power And Wisdom Are In The Hands Of God Alone.

You Are Very Amiable, No Doubt, But You Would Be Charming If You Would Only Depart.