Ye Immortal Gods! Where In The World

No Phase Of Life, Whether Public Or Private, Can Be Free From Duty.

If You Have A Garden And A Library, You Have Everything You Need.

Long Life Is Denied Us; Therefore Let Us Do Something To Show That We Have Lived.

For If That Last Day Does Not Occasion An Entire Extinction, But A Change Of Abode Only, What Can Be More Desirable? And If It, On The Other Hand, Destroys And Absolutely Puts An End To Us, What Can Be Preferable To Having A Deep Sleep Fall On Us In The Midst Of The Fatigues Of Life And, Being Thus Overtaken, To Sleep To Eternity?

Where Is There Dignity Unless There Is Honesty?