Joy All Creatures Drink At Nature's Bosoms.

To One, Science Is An Exalted Goddess; To Another It Is A Cow Which Provides Him With Butter.

Joy, In Nature's Wide Dominion, Mightiest Cause Of All Is Found; And 'tis Joy That Moves The Pinion When The Wheel Of Time Goes Round.

For The World Is Only Governed By Self-interest.

In The Ardor Of Pursuit Men Soon Forget The Goal From Which They Start.

Keep True To The Dreams Of Your Youth.