We Wanderers, Ever Seeking The Lonelier Way,

And Alone And Without His Nest Shall The Eagle Fly Across The Sun.

Friendship With The Ignorant Is As Foolish As Arguing With A Drunkard.

Miserable Is The Man Who Loves A Woman And Takes Her For His Wife, Pouring At Her Feet The Sweat Of His Skin And The Blood Of His Body And The Life Of His Heart, And Placing Her In The Hands Of The Fruit Of His Toil And The Revenue Of His Diligence; For When He Slowly Wakes Up, He Finds That The Heart That He Endeavored To Buy Is Given Away Freely And In Sincerity To Another Man For The Enjoyment Of Its Hidden Secrets And Deepest Love.

The Significance Of A Man Is Not In What He Attains, But Rather What He Longs To Attain.

I Have Passed The Mountain Peak And My Soul Is Soaring In The Firmament Of Complete And Unbounded Freedom; I Am In Comfort, I Am In Peace.