How shall the soul of a man be larger than the life he has lived?

To put meaning in one's life may end in madness, But life without meaning is the torture Of restlessness and vague desire-It is a boat longing for the sea and yet afraid.

Those who first oppose a good work, seize it and make it their own, when the corner - stone is laid and memorial tablets are erected

Beware of the man who rises to power from one suspender

O world, that's you!
You are but a widened place in the river
Where Life looks down and we rejoice for her
Mirrored in us, and so we dream
And turn away

Those who first oppose a good work, seize it and make it their own, when the cornerstone is laid and memorial tablets are erected.