Joys impregnate. Sorrows bring forth.
I cry, Love! Love! Love! happy happy Love! free as the mountain wind!
Fun I love, but too much fun is of all things the most loathsome. Mirth is better than fun, and happiness is better than mirth.
Mercy, pity, and peace, Are the world's release.
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand.
Mercy is the golden chain by which society is bound together.