Come My Little One, And Give Me

Seldom In The Business And Transactions Of Ordinary Life, Do We Find The Sympathy We Want.

He Who Is Resolute Conquers Grief.

Where A Man Has A Passion For Meditating Without The Capacity Of Thinking, A Particular Idea Fixes Itself Fast, And Soon Creates A Mental Disease.

The Deed Is Everything, The Glory Is Naught.

Only By Joy And Sorrow Does A Person Know Anything About Themselves And Their Destiny. They Learn What To Do And What To Avoid.