Historians Are Prophets With Their Face Turned

We Must Bear What Heaven Sends.

Far Must Thy Researches Go Wouldst Thou Learn The World To Know; Thou Must Tempt The Dark Abyss Wouldst Thou Prove What Being Is; Naught But Firmness Gains The Prize, Naught But Fullness Makes Us Wise, Buried Deep Truth E'er Lies.

The Happy Man Does Not Notice The Flight Of Time.

An Axe At Home Saves Hiring A Carpenter.

Historians Are Prophets With Their Face Turned Backward.