The Authors Of Great Evils Know Best

He Shall Fare Well Who Confronts Circumstances Aright.

Xenophon Says That There Is No Sound More Pleasing Than One's Own Praises.

No Man Ever Wetted Clay And Then Left It, As If There Would Be Bricks By Chance And Fortune.

The Talkative Listen To No One, For They Are Ever Speaking. And The First Evil That Attends Those Who Know Not To Be Silent Is That They Hear Nothing.

Antisthenes Says That In A Certain Faraway Land The Cold Is So Intense That Words Freeze As Soon As They Are Uttered, And After Some Time Then Thaw And Become Audible, So That Words Spoken In Winter Go Unheard Until The Next Summer.