Genius Is Intellect Constructive.

A Man Is A God In Ruins.

Power And Speed Be Hands And Feet.

Tis The Privilege Of Art Thus To Play Its Cheerful Part, Man On Earth To Acclimate And Bend The Exile To His Fate.

The Only Person You Are Destined To Become Is The Person You Decide To Be.

The Flowers Talk When The Wind Blows Over Them.