Man Hoards Himself When He Has Nothing

Ambition Is A Dead Sea Fruit, And The Greatest Peril To The Soul Is That One Is Likely To Get Precisely What He Is Seeking.

To Write Is A Humiliation.

I Know Sage, Wormwood, And Hyssop, But I Can't Smell Character Unless It Stinks.

The Ancients Understood The Regulation Of Power Better Than The Regulation Of Liberty.

Though Man Is The Only Beast That Can Write, He Has Small Reason To Be Proud Of It. When He Utters Something That Is Wise It Is Nothing That The River Horse Does Not Know, And Most Of His Creations Are The Result Of Accident.