If Fifty Million People Say A Foolish

That Child Whose Mother Has Never Smiled Upon Him Is Worthy Neither Of The Table Of The Gods Nor The Couch Of The Goddesses.

If The Path Be Beautiful, Let Us Not Ask Where It Leads.

What Men Call Civilization Is The Condition Of Present Customs; What They Call Barbarism, The Condition Of Past Ones.

The Average Man Does Not Know What To Do With This Life, Yet Wants Another One Which Will Last Forever.

I Thank Fate For Having Made Me Born Poor. Poverty Taught Me The True Value Of The Gifts Useful To Life.