Wisdom Often Exists Under A Shabby Coat.

No Grief Is So Acute But Time Ameliorates It.

. . . For Until That God Who Rules All The Region Of The Sky . . . Has Freed You From The Fetters Of Your Body, You Cannot Gain Admission Here. Men Were Created With The Understanding That They Were To Look After That Sphere Called Earth, Which You See In The Middle Of The Temple. Minds Have Been Given To Them Out Of The Eternal Fires You Call Fixed Stars And Planets, Those Spherical Solids Which, Quickened With Divine Minds, Journey Through Their Circuits And Orbits With Amazing Speed.

From All Sides There Is Equally A Way To The Lower World.

Wisdom Often Exists Under A Shabby Coat.

There Is No Moment Without Some Duty.