Above All Things, Respect Yourself.

If There Be Light, Then There Is Darkness; If Cold, Heat; If Height, Depth; If Solid, Fluid; If Hard, Soft; If Rough, Smooth; If Calm, Tempest; If Prosperity, Adversity; If Life, Death.

He Is Not Rich, That Enjoyeth Not His Own Goods.

Souls Never Die, But Always On Quitting One Abode Pass To Another. All Things Change, Nothing Perishes. The Soul Passes Hither And Thither, Occupying Now This Body, Now That... As A Wax Is Stamped With Certain Figures, Then Melted, Then Stamped Anew With Others, Yet It Is Always The Same Wax. So, The Soul Being Always The Same, Yet Wears At Different Times Different Forms.

So Tutor Youth That The Sins Of Age Be Not Imputed To Thee.

Friends Share All Things.