May God grant me love for that which has splendor; but in this time of my life let me strive for attainable things.
Envy, the attendant of the empty mind.
Humble in a humble state and great in greatness, I will work out the divinity that is busy within my mind.
I will not steep my speech in lies; the test of any man lies in action.
O my soul, do not aspire to immortal life, but exhaust the limits of the possible.
One race there is of men, one of gods, but from one mother we both draw our breath.