Ignorant Men Raise Questions That Wise Men

I Am A Part Of The Part That At First Was All, Part Of The Darkness That Gave Birth To The Light, That Supercilious Light Which Now Disputes With Mother Night Her Ancient Rank And Space, And Yet Cannot Succeed; No Matter How It Struggles, It Sticks To Matter And Can't Get Free. Light Flows From Substance, Makes It Beautiful.

If We Examine Every Stage Of Our Lives, We Find That From Our First Breath To Our Last We Are Under The Constraint Of Circumstances. And Yet We Still Possess The Greatest Of All Freedoms, The Power Of Developing Our Innermost Selves In Harmony With The Moral Order Of The Universe, And So Winning Peace Of Heart Whatever Obstacles We Meet.

Do You Want To Live Happily? Travel With Two Bags, One For Giving, The Other For Receiving.

In Society Every Man Is Taken For What He Gives Himself Out To Be; But He Must Give Himself Out To Be Something. Better To Be Slightly Disagreeable Than Altogether Insignificant.

A Resolution That Is Communicated Is No Longer Within Thy Power; Thy Attentions Become Now The Plaything Of Chance; He Who Would Have His Commands Certainly Carried Out Must Take Man By Surprise.