With Our Own Feathers, Not By Others'

By Suffering Comes Wisdom.

Pain Lays Not Its Touch Upon A Corpse.

Human Prosperity Never Rests But Always Craves More, Till Blown Up With Pride It Totters And Falls. From The Opulent Mansions Pointed At By All Passers-by None Warns It Away, None Cries, 'let No More Riches Enter!'.

Obedience Is The Mother Of Success And Is Wedded To Safety.

May Dawn, As The Proverb Goes, Bring Happy Tidings Coming From Her Mother Night.