An Author Who Sets His Reader On

Truth Is Inclusive Of All The Virtues, Is Older Than Sects And Schools, And, Like Charity, More Ancient Than Mankind.

No One Is Promiscuous In His Way Of Dying. A Man Who Has Decided To Hang Himself Will Never Jump In Front Of A Train.

Nor Is A Day Lived If The Dawn Is Left Out Of It, With The Prospects It Opens. Who Speaks Charmingly Of Nature Or Of Mankind, Like Him Who Comes Bibulous Of Sunrise And The Fountains Of Waters?

Who Knows, The Mind Has The Key To All Things Besides.

When One Becomes Indifferent To Women, To Children, And Young People., He May Know That He Is Superannuated, And Has Withdrawn From Whatsoever Is Sweetest And Purest In Human Existence.