To A Gargoyle On The Ramparts Of

There Is Suffering In The Light; In Excess It Burns. Flame Is Hostile To The Wing. To Burn And Yet To Fly, This Is The Miracle Of Genius.

We Are For Religion Against The Religions.

Work Is The Law Of Life, And To Reject It As Boredom Is To Submit To It As Torment.

If Suffer We Must, Let's Suffer On The Heights.

Look Not At The Face, Young Girl, Look At The Heart. The Heart Of A Handsome Young Man Is Often Deformed. There Are Hearts In Which Love Does Not Keep. Young Girl, The Pine Is Not Beautiful; It Is Not Beautiful Like The Poplar, But It Keeps Its Foliage In Winter.