The Will Of Man Is His Happiness.

The Very Plants Turn With A Joyful Transport To The Light.

To Gain A Crown By Fighting Is Great, To Reject It Divine.

Mankind Is Made Great Or Little By Its Own Will.

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.

Worthless Is The Nation That Does Not Gladly Stake Its All On Its Honor.