Everyone I Meet Is In Some Way

No Law Can Be Sacred To Me But That Of My Nature.

Some Men, At The Approach Of A Dispute, Neigh Like Horses.

Respect The Child. Wait And See The New Product Of Nature. Nature Loves Analogies, But Not Repetitions. Respect The Child. Be Not Too Much His Parent. Trespass Not On His Solitude.

We Do Not Yet Trust The Unknown Power Of Thoughts.

The Whole World Is An Omen And A Sign. Why Look So Wistfully In A Corner? Man Is The Image Of God. Why Run After A Ghost Or A Dream? The Voice Of Divination Resounds Everywhere And Runs To Waste Unheard, Unregarded, As The Mountains Echo With The Bleatings Of Cattle.