Most Beautiful Is The Sight Of Those

Most Beautiful Is The Sight Of Those Near And Dear To Us When Our Original Kinship Makes Us Of One Mind.

To Eat And Drink Without A Friend Is To Devour Like The Lion And The Wolf.

Earthquakes May Be Brought About Because Wind Is Caught Up In The Earth, So The Earth Is Dislocated In Small Masses And Is Continually Shaken, And That Causes It To Sway.

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.

The Fool, With All His Other Faults, Has This Also, He Is Always Getting Ready To Live.