By Nature We Have No Defect That

Gray Are All The Theories, But Green Is The Tree Of Life.

The Deed Is Everything, The Glory Is Naught.

To Hard Necessity Ones Will And Fancy Must Conform.

He Is Dead In This World Who Has No Belief In Another.

The Realization Of The Self Is Only Possible If One Is Productive, If One Can Give Birth To One's Own Potentialities.