Man Is, Above All, He Who Creates.

Perfection Is Attained, Not When No More Can Be Added, But When No More Can Be Removed.

When You Give Yourself, You Receive More Than You Give.

True Happiness Comes From The Joy Of Deeds Well Done, The Zest Of Creating Things New.

What Sets Us Against One Another Is Not Our Aims - They All Come To The Same Thing - But Our Methods, Which Are The Fruit Of Our Varied Reasoning.

Nobody Grasped You By The Shoulder While There Was Still Time. Now The Clay Of Which You Were Shaped Has Dried And Hardened, And Naught In You Will Ever Awaken The Sleeping Musician, The Poet, The Asronomer That Possibly Inhabited You In The Beginning.