So Tutor Youth That The Sins Of

You Will Know That Wretched Men Are The Cause Of Their Own Suffering, Who Neither See Nor Hear The Good That Is Near Them, And Few Are The Ones Who Know How To Secure Release From Their Troubles.

Above The Cloud With Its Shadow Is The Star With Its Light. Above All Things Reverence Thyself.

I Would Have To Say The Probability Of Us Dying Seems Extremely High.

There Are Men And Gods, And Beings Like Pythagoras.

Thought Is An Idea In Transit, Which When Once Released, Never Can Be Lured Back, Nor The Spoken Word Recalled.