To Know Thyself--in Others Self-concern; Would'st Thou

The Dream Is Short, Repentance Long.

Why Should I Deem Myself To Be A Chisel, When I Could Be The Artist?

Doch Zittre Vor Der Langsamen, Der Stillen Macht Der Zeit. Yet Tremble At The Slow, Silent Power Of Time.

Will It, And Set To Work Briskly.

Speech Is Always Bolder Than Action.