Philosophy Is True Mother Of The Arts

When I Consider The Wonderful Activity Of The Mind, So Great A Memory Of What Is Past, And Such A Capacity Of Penetrating Into The Future: When I Behold Such A Number Of Arts And Sciences, And Such A Multitude Of Discoveries Hence Arising,--i Believe And Am Firmly Persuaded That A Nature Which Contains So Many Things Within Itself Cannot Be Mortal.

O Wretched Man, Wretched Not Just Because Of What You Are, But Also Because You Do Not Know How Wretched You Are!

Virtue Is A Habit Of The Mind, Consistent With Nature And Moderation And Reason.

The Freedom Of Poetic License.

In A Disturbed Mind, As In A Body In The Same State, Health Can Not Exist.