There Is Not Only An Art, But

Death Approaches, Which Is Always Impending Like The Stone Over Tantalus: Then Comes Superstition With Which He Who Is Imbued Can Never Have Peace Of Mind.

All The Arts Of Refinement Have Mutual Kinship.

Through Doubt We Arrive At The Truth.

How Do Our Philosophers Act? Do They Not Inscribe Their Signatures To The Very Essays They Write On The Propriety Of Despising Glory.

Fortune, Not Wisdom, Rules Lives.