There Is No Passion So Contagious As

Rash And Incessant Scolding Runs Into Custom And Renders Itself Despised.

A Wise Man Loses Nothing, If He But Save Himself.

The World Always Looks Straights Ahead; As For Me, I Turn My Gaze Inward, I Fix It There And Keep It Busy. Everyone Looks In Front Of Him: As For Me, I Look Inside Me: I Have No Business But With Myself; I Continually Observe Myself, I Take Stock Of Myself, I Taste Myself. Others...they Always Go Forward; As For Me, I Roll About In Myself.

Let [children] Be Able To Do All Things, And Love To Do Only The Good.

The Most Certain Sign Of Wisdom Is A Continual Cheerfulness; Her State Is Like That Of Things In The Regions Above The Moon, Always Clear And Serene.