Misery Loves Company.

In A Calm Sea Every Man Is A Pilot.

He Is Wise That Can Make A Friend Of A Foe.

It Is A Foolish Sheep That Makes The Wolf His Counselor.

The Use Of Butterflies Is To Adorn The World And Delight The Eyes Of Men, To Brighten The Countryside, Serving Like So Many Golden Spangles To Decorate The Fields.

There Is No Doubt, That Man Is Not Built To Be A Carnivorous Animal. What A Sweet, Pleasing And Innocent Sight Is The Spectacle Of A Table Served That Way And What A Difference To A Make Up Of Fuming Animal Meat, Slaughtered And Dead! Man In No Way Has The Constitution Of A Carnivorous Being. Hunt And Voracity Are Unnatural To Him. Man Has Neither The Sharp Pointed Teeth Or Claws To Slaughter His Prey. On The Contrary His Hands Are Made To Pick Fruits, Berries And Vegetables And Teeth Appropriate To Chew Them.