My Sun Sets To Rise Again.

Women Hate A Debt As Men A Gift.

Such Ever Was Love's Way: To Rise, It Stoops.

Strike When Thou Wilt, The Hour Of Rest, But Let My Last Days Be My Best.

One May Do Whatever One Likes. In Art, The Only Thing Is, To Make Sure That One Does Like It.

Progress Is The Law Of Life: Man Is Not Man As Yet.