What Thou Art, That Thou Art.

No Man Doth Safely Rule, But He That Hath Learned Gladly To Obey.

For Things That Worth Little Or Nothing We Care A Lot; And We Oversight What Is Necessary; Because Every Man Goes Towards The Exterior; And If He Doesn't Regain Consciousness Quickly, With Pleasure Remain Involved In It.

Why Seekest Thou Rest, Since Thou Art Born To Labor? [lat., Cur Quaeris Quietem, Quam Natus Sis Ad Laborem?]

He Who Knows Himself Well Is Mean And Abject In His Own Sight, And Takes No Delight In The Vain Praise Of Men.

How Should Thy Patience Be Crowned In Heaven If None Adversity Should Befall To Thee In Earth? If Thou Wilt Suffer None Adversity How Mayest Thou Be The Friend Of Christ?