All Things Are Full Of God.

In All Great Arts, As In Trees, It Is The Height That Charms Us; We Care Nothing For The Roots Or Trunks, Yet It Could Not Be Without The Aid Of These.

Every One Is Least Known To Himself, And It Is Very Difficult For A Man To Know Himself.

A Life Of Peace, Purity And Refinement Leads To A Calm And Untroubled Old Age.

The Name Of Peace Is Sweet, And The Thing Itself Is Beneficial, But There Is A Great Difference Between Peace And Servitude. Peace Is Freedom In Tranquillity, Servitude Is The Worst Of All Evils, To Be Resisted Not Only By War, But Even By Death.

Enjoy The Blessing Of Strength While You Have It And Do Not Bewail It When It Is Gone, Unless, Forsooth, You Believe That Youth Must Lament The Loss Of Infancy, Or Early Manhood The Passing Of Youth. Life's Race-course Is Fixed; Nature Has Only A Single Path And That Path Is Run But Once, And To Each Stage Of Existence Has Been Allotted Its Own Appropriate Quality; So That The Weakness Of Childhood, The Impetuosity Of Youth, The Seriousness Of Middle Life, The Maturity Of Old Age.. Each Bears Some Of Nature's Fruit, Which Must Be Garnered In Its Own Season.