Fear Of Death Is Worse Than Dying.

Love Is The Reward Of Love.

Like A Dart The Present Glances, Silent Stands The Past Sublime.

Honesty Prospers In Every Condition Of Life.

As Noble Art Has Survived Noble Nature, So Too She Marches Ahead Of It, Fashioning And Awakening By Her Inspiration. Before Truth Sends Her Triumphant Light Into The Depths Of The Heart, Imagination Catches Its Rays, And The Peaks Of Humanity Will Be Glowing When Humid Night Still Lingers In The Valleys.

To Gain A Crown By Fighting Is Great, To Reject It Divine.