Against Stupidity, God Himself Fights In Vain.

Most Gladly Would I Give The Blood-stained Laurel For The First Violet Which March Brings Us, The Fragrant Pledge Of The New-fledged Year.

Have Faith. Where'er Thy Bark Is Driven, - The Calm's Disport, The Tempest's Mirth, - Know This: God Rules The Hosts Of Heaven, The Habitants Of Earth.

Deaf Rage That Hears No Leader.

Cowards Have Done Good And Kind Actions, But A Coward Never Pardoned.

I Speak With The Eternal Through The Instrument Of Nature, Through The World's History: I Read The Soul Of The Artist In His Apollo.