He That I Am Reading Seems Always

A Man Must Not Always Tell All, For That Be Folly; But What A Man Says Should Be What He Thinks.

All Of The Days Go Toward Death And The Last One Arrives There.

The Most Beautiful Lives, To My Mind, Are Those That Conform To The Common Human Pattern, With Order, But Without Miracle And Without Eccentricity.

Thus We Should Beware Of Clinging To Vulgar Opinions, And Judge Things By Reason's Way, Not By Popular Say.

'tis The Sharpness Of Our Mind That Gives The Edge To Our Pains And Pleasures.