May I make the best of what is given me today, living thoroughly the life I have without denying what this life suggests. May I accept failure without ever accepting defeat, never giving up even after it is already too late. Though I suffer, let my suffering not be the vacant hunger of those who live only to consume because they have given up hope. Please let me see my hope today.

Extra pages at a book’s end prove that it is honest.

Veraj paĝoj havas molaĵon.

Rotting fallen fruit proves that a tree has grown.

Veraj fruktoj havas semojn.

Sour green berries prove that the harvest has passed.

Veraj vitoj havas dornojn.

Joseph’s cry proves that Rachel had once been near.

Veraj ekziloj havas mantelojn.

The lying wedding veil proves the bride unknown.

Veraj veroj havas malverojn.

Quality wine saved for the end proves the host.

Veraj amikoj havas tempon.

Long and burdensome conversations prove friendship.

Veraj vortoj havas glavojn.