Courage, Ne'er By Sorrow Broken! Aid Where

Stubbornness Is Not Firmness.

A Healthy Nature Needs No God Or Immortality

Everlastingly Chained To A Single Little Fragment Of The Whole, Man Himself Develops Into Nothing But A Fragment; Everlastingly In His Ear The Monotonous Sound Of The Wheel That He Turns, He Never Develops The Harmony Of His Being, And Instead Of Putting The Stamp Of Humanity Upon His Own Nature, He Becomes Nothing More Than The Imprint Of His Occupation Or Of His Specialized Knowledge.

Appearance Should Never Attain Reality, And If Nature Conquers, Then Must Art Retire.

Virtue, Though Clothed In A Beggar's Garb, Commands Respect.