Even Knaves May Be Made Good For

The Happiest Is He Who Suffers Least; The Most Miserable Is He Who Enjoys Least.

The One Thing We Do Not Know Is The Limit Of The Knowable.

The World Of Reality Has Its Limits; The World Of Imagination Is Boundless.

Provided A Man Is Not Mad, He Can Be Cured Of Every Folly But Vanity; There Is No Cure For This But Experience, If Indeed There Is Any Cure For It At All.

To Abstain That We May Enjoy Is The Epicurianism Of Reason.