There Is Repetition Everywhere, And Nothing Is

And I Have Again Observed, My Dear Friend, In This Trifling Affair, That Misunderstandings And Neglect Occasion More Mischief In The World Than Even Malice And Wickedness. At All Events, The Two Latter Are Of Less Frequent Occurrence.

The Follies Of The Wise Man Are Known To Himself, But Hidden From The World.

Human Life Runs Its Course In The Metamorphosis Between Receiving And Giving.

Moral Epochs Have Their Course As Well As The Seasons. We Can No More Hold Them Fast Than We Can Hold Sun, Moon, And Stars. Our Faults Perpetually Return Upon Us; And Herein Lies The Subtlest Difficulty Of Self-knowledge.

To Be Active Is The Primary Vocation Of Man.