Long Only For What You Have.

What Would There Be In A Story Of Happiness? Only What Prepares It, Only What Destroys It Can Be Told.

True Intelligence Very Readily Conceives Of An Intelligence Superior To Its Own; And This Is Why Truly Intelligent Men Are Modest.

From The Satisfaction Of Desire There May Arise, Accompanying Joy And As It Were Sheltering Behind It, Something Not Unlike Despair.

The Miser Puts His Gold Pieces Into A Coffer; But As Soon As The Coffer Is Closed, It Is As If It Were Empty.

How Do You Know That The Fruit Is Ripe? Simply Because It Leaves The Branch.