No Path Of Flowers Leads To Glory.

Help Yourself, And Heaven Will Help You.

Nothing Weighs On Us So Heavily As A Secret.

A Mountain In Labour Shouted So Loud That Everyone, Summoned By The Noise, Ran Up Expecting That She Would Be Delivered Of A City Bigger Than Paris; She Brought Forth A Mouse.

Diversity, That Is My Motto.

Lynx-eyes Toward Our Equals, And Moles To Ourselves. [fr., Lynx Envers Nos Pareils, Et Taupes Envers Nous.]