There Is No Moment Without Some Duty.

From All Sides There Is Equally A Way To The Lower World.

Not Only Is There An Art In Knowing A Thing, But Also A Certain Art In Teaching It.

It Is A Man's Own Dishonesty, His Crimes, His Wickedness, And Boldness, That Takes Away From Him Soundness Of Mind; These Are The Furies, These The Flames And Firebrands, Of The Wicked.

All Soils Are Not Fertile.

He Who Has Once Deviated From The Truth, Usually Commits Perjury With As Little Scruple As He Would Tell A Lie.