The Sleeping Fox Catches No Poultry.

He Is Ill Clothed That Is Bare Of Virtue.

My Refusing To Eat Meat Occasioned Inconveniency, And I Have Been Frequently Chided For My Singularity. But My Light Repast Allows For Greater Progress, For Greater Clearness Of Head And Quicker Comprehension.

Who Judges Best Of A Man, His Enemies Or Himself?

A Man Is Not Completely Born Until He Is Dead. Why Then Should We Grieve That A New Child Is Born Among The Immortals, A New Member Added To Their Happy Society?

I Saw Few Die Of Hunger; Of Eating, A Hundred Thousand.