Man Is Made Of Ordinary Things, And

The Dignity Of Man Into Your Hands Is Given; Oh, Keep It Well, With You It Sinks Or Lifts Itself To Heaven.

One Can Give Advice Comfortably From A Safe Port.

Far Must Thy Researches Go Wouldst Thou Learn The World To Know; Thou Must Tempt The Dark Abyss Wouldst Thou Prove What Being Is; Naught But Firmness Gains The Prize, Naught But Fullness Makes Us Wise, Buried Deep Truth E'er Lies.

Strange Customs Do Not Thrive In Foreign Soil.

The Gentlest Man Cannot Live In Peace If It Does Not Please His Wicked Neighbor.