What People Call The Spirit Of The

Upon The Creatures We Have Made, We Are, Ourselves, At Last, Dependent.

It Is The Nature Of Grace Always To Fill Spaces That Have Been Empty.

Whoever Gives Himself Up To Solitude, Ah! He Is Soon Alone.

He Is Happy As Well As Great Who Needs Neither To Obey Nor To Command In Order To Be Something.

The Iron Hand Of Necessity Commands, And Her Stern Decree Is Supreme Law, To Which The Gods Even Must Submit. In Deep Silence Rules The Uncounselled Sister Of Eternal Fate. Whatever She Lays Upon Thee, Endure; Perform Whatever She Commands.