A Certain Jollity Of Mind, Pickled In

Row On [whatever Happens]. [lat., Vogue La Galere.]

Early Rising Is No Pleasure; Early Drinking's Just The Measure.

Nature Abhors A Vacuum.

When My Soul Leaves This Human Dwelling, I Will Not Consider Myself To Have Completely Died, But To Pass From One State To Another, Given That, In You And By You, I Remain In My Visible Image In This World.

Languages Exist By Arbitrary Institutions And Conventions Among Peoples; Words, As The Dialecticians Tell Us, Do Not Signify Naturally, But At Our Pleasure.