Truth Is Not That Which Is Demonstrable

You'll Be Bothered From Time To Time By Storms, Fog, Snow. When You Are, Think Of Those Who Went Through It Before You, And Say To Yourself, 'what They Could Do, I Can Do.'

If You Want To Build A Boat, Do Not Instruct The Men To Saw Wood, Stitch The Sails, Prepare The Tools And Organize The Work, But Make Them Long For Setting Sail And Travel To Distant Lands.

When One Wishes To Play The Wit, He Sometimes Wander A Little From The Truth.

What Torments Me Is Not The Humps Nor Hollows Nor The Ugliness. It Is The Sight, A Little Bit In All These Men, Of Mozart Murdered.

Nobody Grasped You By The Shoulder While There Was Still Time. Now The Clay Of Which You Were Shaped Has Dried And Hardened, And Naught In You Will Ever Awaken The Sleeping Musician, The Poet, The Asronomer That Possibly Inhabited You In The Beginning.