Is It Sin, Which Makes

When The Evil Deed, After It Has Become Known, Brings Sorrow To The Fool, Then It Destroys His Bright Lot, Nay, It Cleaves His Head.

In Order To Discover Truth, We Must Be Truthful Ourselves, And Must Welcome Those Who Point Out Our Errors As Heartily As Those Who Approve And Confirm Our Discoveries.

Even A Good Man Sees Evil Days, As Long As His Good Deed Has Not Ripened; But When His Good Deed Has Ripened, Then Does The Good Man See Happy Days.

A Man Is Not Learned Because He Talks Much; He Who Is Patient, Free From Hatred And Fear, He Is Called Learned.

Thus One Memory Follows Another Until The Waves Dash Together Over Our Heads, And A Deep Sigh Swells The Breast, Which Warns Us That We Have Forgotten To Breathe In The Midst Of These Pure Thoughts.