No Mortal Man, Moreover Is Wise At

In Time Of Sickness The Soul Collects Itself Anew.

A Short Death Is The Sovereign Good Hap Of Human Life.

Compassion And Shame Come Over One Who Considers How Precarious Is The Origin Of The Proudest Of Living Beings: Often The Smell Of A Lately Extinguished Lamp Is Enough To Cause A Miscarriage. And To Think That From Such A Frail Beginning A Tyrant Or Butcher May Be Born! You Who Trust In Your Physical Strength, Who Embrace The Gifts Of Fortune And Consider Yourself Not Their Ward But Their Son, You Who Have A Domineering Spirit, You Who Consider Yourself A God As Soon As Success Swells Your Breast, Think How Little Could Have Destroyed You!

And That All Seas Are Made Calme And Still With Oile; And Therefore The Divers Under The Water Doe Spirt And Sprinkle It Abroad With Their Mouthes Because It Dulceth And Allaieth The Unpleasant Nature Thereof, And Carrieth A Light With It.

The Only Thing Man Knows Instinctively Is How To Weep.