Those Who Have No Hope For A

Power Is Neither Male Nor Female.

All Theory, Dear Friend, Is Gray, But The Golden Tree Of Life Springs Ever Green.

Life Is The Childhood Of Our Immortality.

The Day Of Fortune Is Like A Harvest Day, We Must Be Busy When The Corn Is Ripe. [ger., Ein Tag Der Gunst Ist Wie Ein Tag Der Ernte, Man Muss Geschaftig Sein Sobald Sie Reift.]

One Is Led Astray Alike By Sympathy And Coldness, By Praise And By Blame