I Hate Everything That Merely

Wine Rejoices The Heart Of Man And Joy Is The Mother Of All Virtues.

Care Is Taken That Trees Do Not Grow Into The Sky.

Who Strives Always To The Utmost, Him Can We Save.

Gifts Come From Above In Their Own Peculiar Forms. [ger., Die Gaben Kommen Von Oben Herab, In Ihren Eignen Gestalten.]

Love Does Not Rule; But It Trains, And That Is More.