My Business Is Not To Remake Myself,

All Good Things Are Ours, Nor Soul Helps Flesh More, Now, Than Flesh Helps Soul!

Things Are Where Things Are, And, As Fate Has Willed, So Shall They Be Fulfilled.

Go In Thy Native Innocence, Rely On What Thou Hast Of Virtue, Summon All, For God Towards Thee Hath Done His Part, Do Thine.

But How Carve Way I' The Life That Lies Before, If Bent On Groaning Ever For The Past?

Measure Your Mind's Height By The Shade It Casts.