A Variety Of Nothing Is Superior To

God Is An Unutterable Sigh, Planted In The Depths Of The Soul.

The Purer The Golden Vessel, The More Readily Is It Bent; The Higher Worth Of Woman Is Sooner Lost Than That Of Man.

As A Man Grows Older It Is Harder And Harder To Frighten Him.

If Self-knowledge Is The Road To Virtue, So Is Virtue Still More The Road To Self-knowledge.

Strong Characters Are Brought Out By Change Of Situation, And Gentle Ones By Permanence.