Poverty is a veil that obscures the face of greatness. An appeal is a mask covering the face of tribulation.

Coming generations will learn equality from poverty, and love from woes.

Time has been transformed, and we have changed; it has advanced and set us in motion; it has unveiled its face, inspiring us with bewilderment and exhilaration.

Keep me away from the wisdom which does not cry, the philosophy which does not laugh and the greatness which does not bow before children.

Virtue has a veil, vice a mask.

I hit the face mask. I think it's bull, but I'll appeal it and wait to see what happens.