I Am My Own Heaven And Hell!

Don't Let Your Heart Depend On Things That Ornament Life In A Fleeting Way! He Who Possesses, Let Him Learn To Lose, He Who Is Fortunate, Let Him Learn Pain.

Cling To Thy Native Land, For It Is The Land Of Thy Fathers?

Art Is Difficult, Transient Is Her Reward.

Have Hope. Though Clouds Environs Now, And Gladness Hides Her Face In Scorn, Put Thou The Shadow From Thy Brow, - No Night But Hath Its Morn.

Satisfy A Few To Please Many Is Bad.