What Man Have You Ever Seen Who

Be Gentle With The Young.

To Lay Down One's Life For The Truth.

This Is My Wish, This Is My Command, My Pleasure Is My Reason

Rarely They Rise By Virtue's Aid Who Lie Plunged In The Depth Of Helpless Poverty.

The Short Bloom Of Our Brief And Narrow Life Flies Fast Away. While We Are Calling For Flowers And Wine And Women, Old Age Is Upon Us. [lat., Festinat Enim Decurrere Velox Flosculus Angustae Miseraeque Brevissima Vitae Portico; Dum Bibimus Dum Sera Unguenta Puellas Poscimus Obrepit Non Intellecta Senectus.]