The Guilty Man May Escape, But He

I Have Never Wished To Cater To The Crowd; For What I Know They Do Not Approve, And What They Approve I Do Not Know.

Nothing Is Enough For The Man To Whom Enough Is Too Little.

Men Are So Thoughtless, Nay, So Mad, That Some, Through Fear Of Death, Force Themselves To Die.

As If They Were Our Own Handiwork We Place A High Value On Our Characters.

Natural Wealth Is Limited And Easily Obtained; The Wealth Defined By Vain Fancies Is Always Beyond Reach.