Love, And Love Alone, Is Capable Of

Only The Pure In Heart Can Make A Good Soup.

In The Country It Seems As If Every Tree Said To Me 'holy! Holy!' Who Can Ever Express The Ecstasy Of The Woods! Almighty One, In The Woods I Am Blessed. Happy Every One In The Woods. Every Tree Speaks Through Thee. O God! What Glory In The Woodland.

I Shall Seize Fate By The Throat.

In The World Of Art, As In The Whole Of Creation, Freedom And Progress Are The Main Objectives.

Fate Gave To Man The Courage Of Endurance.