To Talk Of Luck And Chance Only

Doubt Is The Incentive To Truth And Inquiry Leads The Way.

Idleness Is Emptiness; The Tree In Which The Sap Is Stagnant, Remains Fruitless.

Folly Is Like The Growth Of Weeds, Always Luxurious And Spontaneous; Wisdom, Like Flowers, Requires Cultivation.

That Alone Can Be Called True Refinement Which Elevates The Soul Of Man, Purifying The Manners By Improving The Intellect.

A Wise Providence Consoles Our Present Afflictions By Joys Borrowed From The Future.