I Was Not, I Was, I Am

Thanks Be To Blessed Nature That She Has Made What Is Necessary Easy To Obtain, And What Is Not Easy Unnecessary.

Riches Do Not Exhilarate Us So Much With Their Possession As They Torment Us With Their Loss.

Death Is Meaningless To The Living Because They Are Living, And Meaningless To The Dead… Because They Are Dead.

There Is No Such Thing As Justice In The Abstract; It Is Merely A Compact Between Men In Their Various Relations With Each Other, In Whatever Circumstances They May Be, That They Will Neither Injure Nor Be Injured.

It Is Possible To Provide Security Against Other Ills, But As Far As Death Is Concerned, We Men Live In A City Without Walls.