The Worst Thing You Can Possibly Do

Man Is To Be Found In Reason, God In The Passions.

He Who Says He Hates Every Kind Of Flattery, And Says It In Earnest, Certainly Does Not Yet Know Every Kind Of Flattery.

Nothing Reveals A Man's Character Better Than The Kind Of Joke At Which He Takes Offense.

Diogenes, Filthily Attired, Paced Across The Splendid Carpets In Plato's Dwelling. Thus, Said He, Do I Trample On The Pride Of Plato. Yes, Plato Replied, But Only With Another Kind Of Pride.

With God Thoughts Are Colors, With Us They Are Pigments-even The Most Abstract One May Be Accompanied By Physical Pain.