Beauty Vanishes; Virtue Is Lasting.

There Is But One Poetry,--true Poetry.

If The Mass Of People Hesitate To Act, Strike With Swiftly And With Boldness, The Brave Heart That Understands And Seizes Opportunity Can Everything.

Every Decided Colour Does A Certain Violence To The Eye, And Forces The Organ To Opposition.

We Are Shaped And Fashioned By What We Love

For To Give Is The Business Of The Rich. [lat., Denn Geben Ist Sache Des Reichen.]