The hat is the pride of man; for he who cannot keep his hat on before kings and emperors is no free man. - Friedrich Schiller

Only through Beauty's morning gate, dost thou enter the land of Knowledge.

The empire of Saturnus is gone by; Lord of the secret birth of things is he; Within the lap of earth, and in the depths Of the imagination dominates; And his are all things that eschew the light. The time is o'er of brooding and contrivance, For Jupiter, the lustrous, lordeth now, And the dark work, complete of preparation, He draws by force into the realm of light. Now must we hasten on to action, ere The scheme, and most auspicious positure Parts o'er my head, and takes once more its flight, For the heavens journey still, and adjourn not.

Leicht beieinander wohnen die Gedanken, doch hart im Raume stoßen sich die Sachen