I Hate Everything That Merely Instructs Me

No, No! The Devil Is An Egotist, And Is Not Apt, Without Why Or Wherefore, "for God's Sake," Others To Assist. [ger., Nein, Nein! Der Teufel Ist Ein Egoist Und Thut Nicht Leicht Um Gottes Willen, Was Einem Andern Nutzlich Ist.]

Rash Combat Oft Immortalizes Man; If He Should Fall, He Is Renowned In Song; But After-ages Reckon Not The Ceaseless Tears Which The Forsaken Woman Sheds. Poets Tell Us Not Of The Many Nights Consumed In Weeping, Or Of The Dreary Days Wherein Her Anguished Soul Vainly Yearns To Call Her Loved One Back.

There Is Nothing In The World More Pitiable Than An Irresolute Man, Oscillating Between Two Feelings, Who Would Willingly Unite The Two And Who Does Not Perceive That Nothing Can Unite Them

Difficulties Increase The Nearer We Get To The Goal.

We All Of Us Live Upon The Past, And Through The Past We Are Destroyed.