A Clever Man Commits No Minor Blunders.

No One Would Talk Much In Society If They Knew How Often They Misunderstood Others.

Once More I Am A Wanderer, A Pilgrim, Through The World. But What Else Are You?

The Mob Has Nothing To Lose, Everything To Gain.

Do People Conform To The Instructions Of Us Old Ones? Each Thinks He Must Know Best About Himself, And Thus Many Are Lost Entirely.

People Will Allow Their Faults To Be Shown Them; They Will Let Themselves Be Punished For Them; They Will Patiently Endure Many Things Because Of Them; They Only Become Impatient When They Have To Lay Them Aside.