Our Wishes Are Presentiments Of

We Are Shaped And Fashioned By What We Love

Say What We May Of The Inadequacy Of Translation, Yet The Work Is And Will Always Be One Of The Weightiest And Worthiest Undertakings In The General Concerns Of The World.

Once I Blazed Across The Sky, Leaving Trails Of Flame; I Fell To Earth, And Here I Lie - Who'll Help Me Up Again? -a Shooting Star

Ohne Hast, Aber Ohne Rast. - Without Haste, But Without Rest.

A Lot Of People Do Not Care About Your Money Until Nearly Penniless. They Also Do So With Time