My Course Is Set For An Uncharted

The Splendors That Belong Unto The Fame Of Earth Are But A Wind, That In The Same Direction Lasts Not Long.

The Human Race Is In The Best Condition When It Has The Greatest Degree Of Liberty.

O Human Race, Born To Fly Upward, Wherefore At A Little Wind Dost Thou So Fall?

In The Middle Of The Journey Of Our Life I Came To Myself Within A Dark Wood Where The Straight Way Was Lost.

My Course Is Set For An Uncharted Sea.