Of All Afflictions, The Worst Is Self

We Consider It Tedious To Talk Of The Weather, And Yet There Is Nothing More Important.

The Silver-leaved Birch Retains In Its Old Age A Soft Bark; There Are Some Such Men.

Solitude Has A Healing Consoler, Friend, Companion: It Is Work.

Discontent Is The Source Of All Trouble,but Also Of All Progress, In Individuals And Nations.

To Harbor Hatred And Animosity In The Soul Makes One Irritable, Gloomy, And Prematurely Old.