Be Moderate In Order To Taste The

We Must Meditate On What Brings Happiness, Since When It Has, It Has Everything, And When He Misses, We Do Everything To Have It

Haec Ego Non Multis (scribo), Sed Tibi: Satis Enim Magnum Alter Alteri Theatrum Sumus. I Am Writing This Not To Many, But To You: Certainly We Are A Great Enough Audience For Each Other.

A World Is A Circumscribed Portion Of Sky... It Is A Piece Cut Off From The Infinite.

Pleasure Is Our First And Kindred Good. It Is The Starting Point Of Every Choice And Of Every Aversion, And To It We Always Come Back, Inasmuch As We Make Feeling The Rule By Which To Judge Of Every Good Thing.

A Strict Belief In Fate Is The Worst Of Slavery, Imposing Upon Our Necks An Everlasting Lord And Tyrant, Whom We Are To Stand In Awe Of Night And Day.