Vers fra Sylvia Plaths dikt "Tulips":
And I'm aware of my heart: it opens and closes
Its bowl of red blossoms out of sheer love of me.
I have nothing to fo with explosions.
And I have no face. I have wanted to efface myself.

Alis Volat Propriis (latin) - She flies with her own wings.
Latinske ordtak:
dum vita est, spes est -- while there is life, there is hope
temet nosce -- know thyself
vive ut vivas -- live so that you may live