Yet He Who Grasps The Moment's Gift,

The World Is So Great And Rich, And Life So Full Of Variety, That You Can Never Lack Occasions For Poems.

There Is No Trifling With Nature; It Is Always True, Grave, And Severe; It Is Always In The Light, And The Faults And Errors Fall To Our Share. It Defies Incompetency, But Reveals Its Secrets To The Competent, The Truthful, And The Pure.

No One Should Be Rich Except Those Who Understand It.

The Greatest Thing In This World Is Not So Much Where We Stand As In What Direction We Are Moving.

All Rights And Laws Are Still Transmitted, Like An Eternal Sickness To The Race. [ger., Es Erben Sich Gesetz And Rechte Wie Eine Ew'ge Krankheit Fort.]