Philosophy Is An Act Of Living.

The Giving Of Riches And Honors To A Wicked Man Is Like Giving Strong Wine To Him That Hath A Fever.

The Drop Hollows Out The Stone Not By Strength, But By Constant Falling.

The Measure Of A Man Is The Way He Bears Up Under Misfortune.

Wickedness Is A Wonderfully Diligent Architect Of Misery, Of Shame, Accompanied With Terror, And Commotion, And Remorse, And Endless Perturbation.

Of All The Disorders In The Soul, Envy Is The Only One No One Confesses To.