The Cruel Of Heart Have Their Own

A Translation In Verse . . . Seems To Me Something Absurd, Impossible.

Love Is The Foolishness Of Men, And The Wisdom Of God.

To Learn To Read Is To Light A Fire; Every Syllable That Is Spelled Out Is A Spark.

Work Is The Law Of Life, And To Reject It As Boredom Is To Submit To It As Torment.

A Few Feet Under The Ground Reigns So Profound A Silence, And Yet So Much Tumult On The Surface!