For No Man Can Write Anything Who

Fear Defeats More People Than Any Other One Thing In The World.

Indeed The River Is A Perpetual Gala, And Boasts Each Month A New Ornament.

The Craft Of The Merchant Is This Bringing A Thing Where It Abounds To Where It Is Costly.

If A Man Carefully Examine His Thoughts He Will Be Surprised To Find How Much He Lives In The Future. His Well-being Is Always Ahead. Such A Creature Is Probably Immortal.

Excite The Soul, And The Weather And The Town And Your Condition In The World All Disappear; The World Itself Loses Its Solidity, Nothing Remains But The Soul And The Divine Presence In Which It Lives.