He Who Does Not See Things In

Oh, What Company Good Poets Are!

Terrible Times In Which Priests No Longer Merit The Praise Of Poets And In Which Poets Have Not Yet Begun To Be Priests.

Rights Are To Be Taken, Not Requested; Seized, Not Begged For.

We Light The Oven So That Everyone May Bake Bread In It.

It Is The Duty Of Man To Raise Up Man.