How Easy It Is To Repel And

Time Is A Kind Of River, An Irresistible Flood Sweeping Up Men And Events And Carrying Them Headlong, One After The Other, To The Great Sea Of Being.

Everything That Happens, Happens As It Should.

Purge Your Mind Of All Aimless And Idle Thoughts, Especially Those That Pry Into The Affairs Of Others Or Wish Them Ill.

A Little Flesh, A Little Breath, And A Reason To Rule All - That Is Myself.

Man Must Be Arched And Buttressed From Within, Else The Temple Wavers To The Dust.