One Hears - One Does Not Seek;

What Can Everyone Do? Praise And Blame. This Is Human Virtue, This Is Human Madness.

Winter, A Bad Guest, Sitteth With Me At Home; Blue Are My Hands With His Friendly Handshaking

The Earth Is Like The Breasts Of A Woman: Useful As Well As Pleasing.

To The Mediocre, Mediocrity Is A Form Of Happiness.

Remain True To The Earth.