The Only Thing Grief Has Taught Me

That Which We Do Not Call Education Is More Precious Than That Which We Call So.

What Torments Of Grief You Endured, From Evils That Never Arrived

I Do Not Wish To Remove From My Present Prison To A Prison A Little Larger. I Wish To Break All Prisons.

Nature Turns All Malfaisance To Good.

Of Immortality, The Soul, When Well Employed, Is Incurious. It Is So Well, That It Is Sure That It Will Be Well. It Asks No Questions Of The Supreme Power.