I Do Not Drink More Than A

A Child Is Not A Vase To Be Filled, But A Fire To Be Lit.

If The Skies Fall, One May Hope To Catch Larks.

Don't Limp In Front Of The Lame.

Let Every One Be Fully Convinced In His Own Mind.

When My Soul Leaves This Human Dwelling, I Will Not Consider Myself To Have Completely Died, But To Pass From One State To Another, Given That, In You And By You, I Remain In My Visible Image In This World.