There Is In Superstition A Senseless Fear

Rather Leave The Crime Of The Guilty Unpunished Than Condemn The Innocent.

Can You Also, Lucullus, Affirm That There Is Any Power United With Wisdom And Prudence Which Has Made, Or, To Use Your Own Expression, Manufactured Man? What Sort Of A Manufacture Is That? Where Is It Exercised? When? Why? How?

The Happiest End Of Life Is This: When The Mind And The Other Senses Being Unimpaired, The Same Nature Which Put It Together Takes Asunder Her Own Work.

The Higher Our Position The More Modestly We Should Behave.

Dum Spiro, Spero- As Long As I Breathe, I Hope.