Be Content To Seem What You Really

Look Within, For Within Is The Wellspring Of Virtue, Which Will Not Cease Flowing, If You Cease Not From Digging.

A Man's True Delight Is To Do The Things He Was Made For.

When Pain Is Unbearable It Destroys Us; When It Does Not It Is Bearable.

If You Are Distressed By Anything External, The Pain Is Not Due To The Thing Itself, But To Your Estimate Of It; And This You Have The Power To Revoke At Any Moment.

And Yet, After All, What Is Posthumous Fame? Altogether Vanity.