Character Is Constructed Amidst The Tempests Of

People Do Not Mind Their Faults Being Spread Out Before Them, But They Become Impatient If Called On To Give Them Up.

To The Man Of Thought Almost Nothing Is Really Ridiculous.

There Are Only Two Lasting Bequests We Can Hope To Give Our Children. One Of These Is Roots, The Other, Wings.

Superstition Is The Poetry Of Life.

All Perishable Is But An Allegory.