Great Souls Endure In Silence.

The Moor Has Done His Work, The Moor May Go.

Honesty Prospers In Every Condition Of Life.

Joy, Thou Spark From Heav'n Immortal, Daughter Of Elysium! Drunk With Fire, Toward Heaven Advancing Goddess, To Thy Shrine We Come. Thy Sweet Magic Brings Together What Stern Custom Spreads Afar; All Men Become Brothers Where Thy Happy Wing-beats Are.

The Average Estimate Themselves By What They Do, The Above Average By What They Are.

I Feel That I Am A Man Of Destiny.