| 1. | It was the rejuvenated Pyotr Oblonsky. - from Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy |
| 2. | What hath happened unto me How have I freed myself from loathing Who hath rejuvenated mine eye How have I flown to the height where no rabble any longer sit at the well. - from Thus Spake Zarathustra by Friedrich Nietzsche |