Nothing Leads To Good That Is Not

The May Of Life Blooms Once And Never Again.

I Feel That I Am A Man Of Destiny.

There Is A Nobility In The World Of Manners.

The Lamp Of Genius Burns Quicker Than The Lamp Of Life.

Joy, Thou Spark From Heav'n Immortal, Daughter Of Elysium! Drunk With Fire, Toward Heaven Advancing Goddess, To Thy Shrine We Come. Thy Sweet Magic Brings Together What Stern Custom Spreads Afar; All Men Become Brothers Where Thy Happy Wing-beats Are.