He Is Great Enough That Is His

Let Others Either Envy Or Pity Me; I Care Not, So Long As I Enjoy Myself.

Words Are As They Are Taken, And Things Are As They Are Used. There Are Even Cursed Blessings.

I Account This Body Nothing But A Close Prison To My Soul; And The Earth A Larger Prison To My Body. I May Not Break Prison Till I Be Loosed By Death; But I Will Leave It, Not Unwillingly,when I Am Loosed.

Rich People Should Consider That They Are Only Trustees For What They Posses, And Should Show Their Wealth To Be More In Doing Good Than Merely In Having It.

The Malcontent Is Neither Well, Full Nor Fasting; And Though He Abounds With Complaints, Yet Nothing Dislikes Him But The Present; For What He Condemns While It Was, Once Passed, He Magnifies And Strives To Recall It Out Of The Jaw Of Time. What He Hath He Seeth Not, His Eyes Are So Taken Up With What He Wants; And What He Sees He Careth Not For, Because Be Cares So Much For That Which Is Not.