Wait, And Thy Soul Shall Speak.

What I Must Do Is All That Concerns Me, Not What The People Think.

Friendship Is An Order Of Nobility; From Its Revelations We Come More Worthily Into Nature.

A Man Is What He Thinks About All Day Long.

There Is No Prosperity, Trade, Art, City, Or Great Material Wealth Of Any Kind, But If You Trace It Home, You Will Find It Rooted In A Thought Of Some Individual Man.

As Every Man Is Hunted By His Own Daemon, Vexed By His Own Disease, This Checks All His Activity.