To Fail To Do Good Is As

What Can They Suffer That Do Not Fear To Die?

... Being Perpetually Charmed By His Familiar Siren, That Is, By His Geometry, He Neglected To Eat And Drink And Took No Care Of His Person; That He Was Often Carried By Force To The Baths, And When There He Would Trace Geometrical Figures In The Ashes Of The Fire, And With His Finger Draws Lines Upon His Body When It Was Anointed With Oil, Being In A State Of Great Ecstasy And Divinely Possessed By His Science.

To Find Fault Is Easy; To Do Better May Be Difficult.

I Do Not Think That Shoemaker A Good Workman That Makes A Great Shoe For A Little Foot.

I Am All That Hath Been, And Is, And Shall Be; And My Veil No Mortal Has Hitherto Raised.