Of All The Gifts That Wise Providence

The Magnitude Of Pleasure Reaches Its Limit In The Removal Of All Pain. When Such Pleasure Is Present, So Long As It Is Uninterrupted, There Is No Pain Either Of Body Or Of Mind Or Of Both Together.

Remember That The Future Is Neither Ours Nor Wholly Not Ours, So That We May Neither Count On It As Sure To Come Nor Abandon Hope Of It As Certain Not To Be.

Most Men Are In A Coma When They Are At Rest And Mad When They Act.

The Man Least Dependent Upon The Morrow Goes To Meet The Morrow Most Cheerfully.

Men, Believing In Myths, Will Always Fear Something Terrible, Everlasting Punishment As Certain Or Probable . . . Men Base All These Fears Not On Mature Opinions, But On Irrational Fancies, That They Are More Disturbed By Fear Of The Unknown Than By Facing Facts. Peace Of Mind Lies In Being Delivered From All These Fears.