Enough Is Abundance To The Wise.

I Think It Makes Small Difference To The Dead, If They Are Buried In The Tokens Of Luxury. All That Is An Empty Glorification Left For Those Who Live.

Whoever Yields Properly To Fate, Is Deemed Wise Among Men, And Knows The Laws Of Heaven.

The Variety Of All Things Forms A Pleasure.

A Just Cause Needs No Interpreting. It Carries Its Own Case. But The Unjust Argument Since It Is Sick, Needs Clever Medicine.

Cleverness Is Not Wisdom. And Not To Think Mortal Thoughts Is To See Few Days.