Our Second Mother, Habit, Is Also A

What Will People Say-in These Words Lies The Tyranny Of The World, The Whole Destruction Of Our Natural Disposition, The Oblique Vision Of Our Minds. These Four Words Hold Sway Everywhere.

The World Is The Same Everywhere.

Our Second Mother, Habit, Is Also A Good Mother.

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

Truly, One Gets Easier Accustomed To A Silken Bed Than To A Sack Of Leaves.