Will Cannot Be Quenched Against Its Will.

If Thou Follow Thy Star, Thou Canst Not Fail Of Glorious Heaven.

Oh Blind! Oh Ignorant, Self-seeking Cupidity Which Spurs Us So In The Short Mortal Life And Steeps Us So Through All Eternity!

Everywhere Is Here And Every When Is Now.

My Course Is Set For An Uncharted Sea.

Nothing Which Is Harmonized By The Bond Of The Muse Can Be Changed From Its Own To Another Language Without Destroying Its Sweetness