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And What Does Really Matter? That Is Easy: Thinking And Doing, Doing And Thinking--and These Are The Sum Of All Wisdom. . . . Both Must Move Ever Onward In Life, To And Fro, Like Breathing In And Breathing Out.

If One Mistreats Citizens Of Foreign Countries, One Infringes Upon One's Duty Toward One's Own Subjects; For Thus One Exposes Themto The Law Of Retribution.

Deny Yourself! You Must Deny Yourself! That Is The Song That Never Ends.

Blood Is A Juice Of Rarest Quality. [ger., Blut Ist Ein Ganz Beondrer Saft.]

To Blow Is Not To Play On The Flute; You Must Move The Fingers. [ger., Blasen Ist Nicht Floten, Ihr Musst Die Finger Bewegen.]