Reflect Often Upon The Rapidity With Which

If Souls Continue To Exist, How Does The Air Contain Them From Eternity?

To The Wise, Life Is A Problem; To The Fool, A Solution.

The Time Is At Hand When You Will Have Forgotten Everything; And The Time Is At Hand When All Will Have Forgotten You. Always Reflect That Soon You Will Be No One, And Nowhere.

Never Let The Future Disturb You. You Will Meet It, If You Have To, With The Same Weapons Of Reason Which Today Arm You Against The Present.

Death Smiles At Us All, All A Man Can Do Is Smile Back.