In These Matters The Only Certainty Is

Human Nature Is Fond Of Novelty.

The Lust Of Avarice As So Totally Seized Upon Mankind That Their Wealth Seems Rather To Possess Them Than They Possess Their Wealth.

I Would Have A Man Generous To His Country, His Neighbors, His Kindred, His Friends, And Most Of All His Poor Friends. Not Like Some Who Are Most Lavish With Those Who Are Able To Give Most Of Them.

Honey Comes Out Of The Air At Early Dawn The Leaves Of Trees Are Found Bedewed With Honey. Whether This Is The Perspiration Of The Sky Or A Sort Of Saliva Of The Stars, Or The Moisture Of The Air Purging Itself, Nevertheless It Brings With It The Great Pleasure Of Its Heavenly Nature. It Is Always Of The Best Quality When It Is Stored In The Best Flowers.

Hope Is The Pillar That Holds Up The World. Hope Is The Dream Of A Waking Man.