He Scatters Enjoyment Who Can Enjoy Much.

Wishes Run Over In Loquacious Impotence, Will Presses On With Laconic Energy.

The Man Who Loves With His Whole Heart Truth Will Love Still More He Who Suffers For Truth.

Do Not Believe That A Book Is Good, If In Reading It Thou Dost Not Become More Contented With Thy Existence, If It Does Not Rouse Up In Thee Most Generous Feelings.

As Your Enemies And Your Friends, So Are You

Injustice Arises Either From Precipitation, Or Indolence, Or From A Mixture Of Both. - The Rapid And Slow Are Seldom Just; The Unjust Wait Either Not At All, Or Wait Too Long.