The Whole Business Of Man Is The

Without Contraries There Is No Progression.

The Stars Are Threshed, And The Souls Are Threshed From Their Husks.

The Lust Of The Goat Is The Bounty Of God.

Commerce Is So Far From Being Beneficial To Arts, Or To Empire, That It Is Destructive Of Both, As All Their History Shows, For The Above Reason Of Individual Merit Being Its Great Hatred. Empires Flourish Till They Become Commercial, And Then They Are Scattered Abroad To The Four Winds.

Energy Is Eternal Delight.