Mathematicians Are Like Frenchmen: Whatever You Say

Rest Not Life Is Sweeping By Go And Dare Before You Die. Something Mighty And Sublime, Leave Behind To Conquer Time.

I Am Fully Convinced That The Soul Is Indestructible, And Its Activity Will Continue Through Eternity.

Beauty Is A Primeval Phenomenon, Which Itself Never Makes Its Appearance, But The Reflection Of Which Is Visible In A Thousand Different Utterances Of The Creative Mind, And Is As Various As Nature Herself.

Death Is A Commingling Of Eternity With Time; In The Death Of A Good Man, Eternity Is Seen Looking Through Time.

Out Of Moderation A Pure Happiness Springs.