As Your Enemies And Your Friends, So

As Man's Love Or Hatred, So He. Love And Hatred Exist Only Personified.

Who Recollects Distinctly His Past Adventures, Knows His Destiny To Come.

Let None Turn Over Books, Or Roam The Stars In Quest Of God, Who Sees Him Not In Man.

He Submits Himself To Be Seen Through A Microscope, Who Suffers Himself To Be Caught In A Fit Of Passion.

He Whom Common, Gross, Or Stale Objects Allure, And When Obtained, Content, Is A Vulgar Being, Incapable Of Greatness In Thought Or Action.