A Single Grateful Thought Toward Heaven Is

It Is Medicine, Not Poison, I Offer You.

I, Who Ne'erwent For Myself A Begging, Go A Borrowing,and That For Others. Borrowing's Much The Sameas Begging; Just As Lending Upon Usuryis Much The Same As Thieving.

The Superstition In Which We Were Brought Up Never Loses Its Power Over Us, Even After We Understand It.

Where Wildness And Disorder Are Visible In The Dance, There Satan, Death And All Kinds Of Mischief Are Likewise Upon The Floor. For This Reason I Could Wish That The Dance Of Death Were Painted On The Walls Of All Ball-rooms In Order To Warn The Dancers, Not By The Levity Of Their Deportment, To Provoke The God Of Righteousness To Visit Them With A Sudden Judgment.

For The Will And Not The Gift Makes The Giver.