It Is Grievous For A Man To

By Making Himself A Priest Made Himself A Demon.

He, Who Every Morning Plans The Transactions Of The Day, And Follows That Plan, Carries A Thread That Will Guide Him Through A Labyrinth Of The Most Busy Life.

Solitude Either Develops The Mental Power, Or Renders Men Dull And Vicious.

For The Rest, He Was The Same To All Men, The Fashionable World And The Ordinary People. He Judged Nothing In Haste, Or Without Taking Account Of The Cirumstances. He Said, 'let Me See How The Fault Arose.

Virtue Has A Veil, Vice A Mask.