It Is An Absolute Perfection... To Get

There Is Nothing On Which Men Are Commonly More Intent Than On Making A Way For Their Opinions.

Is It Not Enough To Make Me Come Back To Life Out Of Spite, To Have Someone Who Spat In My Face While I Existed Come And Rub My Feet When I Am Beginning To Exist No Longer?

Man In Sooth Is A Marvellous, Vain, Fickle, And Unstable Subject.

Our Thoughts Are Always Elsewhere; We Are Stayed And Supported By The Hope For A Better Life, Or By The Hope That Our Children Will Turn Out Well, Or That Our Name Will Be Famous In The Future, Or That We Shall Escape The Evils Of This Life, Or That Vengeance Threatens Those Who Are The Cause Of Our Death.

Live As Long As You Please, You Will Strike Nothing Off The Time You Will Have To Spend Dead.