Wise Men Are Not Wise At All

Men Achieve A Certain Greatness Unawares When Working To Another Aim.

Too Busy With The Crowded Hour To Fear To Live Or Die.

Fate Is Nothing But The Deeds Committed In A Prior State Of Existence.

Work And Acquire, And Thou Hast Chained The Wheel Of Chance.

A Friend, Therefore, Is A Sort Of Paradox In Nature. I Who Alone Am, I Who See Nothing In Nature Whose Existence I Can Affirm With Equal Evidence To My Own, Behold Now The Semblance Of My Being, In All Its Height, Variety, And Curiosity, Reiterated In A Foreign Form; So That A Friend May Well Be Reckoned The Masterpiece Of Nature.