Defeat May Prove To Have Been The

One's Suffering Disappears When One Lets Oneself Go, When One Yields - Even To Sadness.

Night, When Words Fade And Things Come Alive.

To Be A Man Is, Precisely, To Be Responsible. It Is To Feel Shame At The Sight Of What Seems To Be Unmerited Misery. It Is To Take Pride In A Victory Won By One's Comrades. It Is To Feel, When Setting One's Stone, That One Is Contributing To The Building Of The World.

C'est Véritablement Utile Puisque C'est Joli. It Is Truly Useful Since It Is Beautiful.

Water, Thou Hast No Taste, No Color, No Odor; Canst Not Be Defined, Art Relished While Ever Mysterious. Not Necessary To Life, But Rather Life Itself, Thou Fillest Us With A Gratification That Exceeds The Delight Of The Senses.