Love Is The Reward Of Love.

The Future Comes Slowly, The Present Flies And The Past Stands Still Forever.

Only The Soldier Is A Free Man, Because He Can Look Death In The Face.

Far Must Thy Researches Go Wouldst Thou Learn The World To Know; Thou Must Tempt The Dark Abyss Wouldst Thou Prove What Being Is; Naught But Firmness Gains The Prize, Naught But Fullness Makes Us Wise, Buried Deep Truth E'er Lies.

The Average Estimate Themselves By What They Do, The Above Average By What They Are.

Man, One May Say, Was Never In Such A Completely Animal Condition; But He Has, On The Other Hand, Never Escaped From It.