Without Confidence, There Is No Friendship.

When We Exist, Death Is Not Yet Present, And When Death Is Present, Then We Do Not Exist.

The Man Least Dependent Upon The Morrow Goes To Meet The Morrow Most Cheerfully.

He Who Understands The Limits Of Life Knows That It Is Easy To Obtain That Which Removes The Pain Of Want And Makes The Whole Of Life Complete And Perfect. Thus He Has No Longer Any Need Of Things Which Involve Struggle.

When We Say That Pleasure Is The End, We Do Not Mean The Pleasure Of The Profligate Or That Which Depends On Physical Enjoyment--as Some Think Who Do Not Understand Our Teachings, Disagree With Them, Or Give Them An Evil Interpretation--but By Pleasure We Mean The State Wherein The Body Is Free From Pain And The Mind From Anxiety.

Men Are So Thoughtless, Nay, So Mad, That Some, Through Fear Of Death, Force Themselves To Die.