Call No Man Happy Till He Is

Joy Steals Upon Me, Such Joy As Calls Forth Tears.

Whoever Is Just Willingly And Without Compulsion Will Not Lack Happiness; He Will Never Be Utterly Destroyed.

Arrogance Is Truly The Child Of Impiety, But From Health Of Soul Comes Happiness, Dear To All, Much Prayed For.

Nor Does Night Conceal Men's Deeds Of Ill, But Whatsoe'er Thou Dost, Think That Some God Beholds It.

There Are Times When Fear Is Good. It Must Keep Its Watchful Place At The Heart's Controls.