The Smallest Hair Throws Its Shadow. [ger.,

The Trouble Is Small, The Fun Is Great. [ger., Die Muh'ist Klein, Der Spass Ist Gross.]

You Are, When All Is Done-just What You Are.

Man Supposes That He Directs His Life And Governs His Actions, When His Existence Is Irretrievably Under The Control Of Destiny

Truth Is A Torch, But A Huge One, And So It Is Only With Blinking Eyes What We All Of Us Try To Get Past It, In Actual Terror Of Being Burnt.

Thou Must (in Commanding And Winning, Or Serving And Losing, Suffering Or Triumphing) Be Either Anvil Or Hammer.