The press of my foot to the earth springs a hundred affections.
Give me odorous at sunrise a garden of beautiful flowers where I can walk undisturbed.
Nothing can happen more beautiful than death.
He most honors my style who learns under it to destroy the teacher.
But the people are ungrammatical, untidy, and their sins gaunt and ill-bred.
Now understand me well. It is provided in the essence of things that from any fruition of success, no matter what, shall come forth something to make a greater struggle necessary.