Don't Let Your Heart Depend On Things

Of All The Possessions Of This Life Fame Is The Noblest; When The Body Has Sunk Into The Dust The Great Name Still Lives.

No Cause Has He To Say His Doom Is Harsh, Who's Made The Master Of His Destiny.

Whatever Is Not Forbidden Is Permitted.

Everlastingly Chained To A Single Little Fragment Of The Whole, Man Himself Develops Into Nothing But A Fragment; Everlastingly In His Ear The Monotonous Sound Of The Wheel That He Turns, He Never Develops The Harmony Of His Being, And Instead Of Putting The Stamp Of Humanity Upon His Own Nature, He Becomes Nothing More Than The Imprint Of His Occupation Or Of His Specialized Knowledge.

Thus Arm In Arm With Thee I Dare Defy My Century Into The Lists.