We Are Not To Choose The Manner

Speak, Move, Act In Peace.

Pity Enlarges The Heart.

Wine Is The Source Of The Greatest Evils Among Communities. It Causes Diseases, Quarrels, Seditions, Idleness, Aversion To Labor, And Family Disorders. . . . It Is A Species Of Poison That Causes Madness. It Does Not Make A Man Die, But It Degrades Him Into A Brute. Men May Preserve Their Health And Vigor Without Wine; With Wine They Run The Risk Of Ruining Their Health And Losing Their Morals.

We Are Never Less Alone Than When We Are In The Society Of A Single, Faithful Friend; Never Less Deserted Than When We Are Carried In Tne Arms Of The All-powerful.

All Wars Are Civil Ones; For It Is Still Man Spilling His Own Blood, Tearing Out His Own Bowels.