We Can Redeem Anyone Who Strives Unceasingly.

Nature Is Beneficent. I Praise Her And All Her Works. She Is Silent And Wise. She Is Cunning, But For Good Ends. She Has Brought Me Here And Will Also Lead Me Away. She May Scold Me, But She Will Not Hate Her Work. I Trust Her.

One Alone Does Not Help, But Rather He Who Unites With Many At The Right Moment.

The Unnatural, That Too Is Natural.

All Lyrical Work Must, As A Whole, Be Perfectly Intelligible, But In Some Particulars A Little Unintelligible.

Solitude Is Fine When You Are At Peace With Yourself And Have Something Definite To Do.