To Look Forward To Pleasure Is Also

Did The Almighty, Holding In His Right Hand Truth, And In His Left Hand Search After Truth, Deign To Proffer Me The One I Might Prefer, In All Humility, But Without Hesitation, I Should Request Search After Truth.

The Most Agreeable Of All Companions Is A Simple, Frank Man, Without Any High Pretensions To An Oppressive Greatness; One Who Loves Life, And Understands The Use Of It; Obliging Alike At All Hours; Above All, Of A Golden Temper And Steadfast As An Anchor. For Such An One We Gladly Exchange The Greatest Genius, The Most Brilliant Wit, The Profoundest Thinker.

Where Wildness And Disorder Are Visible In The Dance, There Satan, Death And All Kinds Of Mischief Are Likewise Upon The Floor. For This Reason I Could Wish That The Dance Of Death Were Painted On The Walls Of All Ball-rooms In Order To Warn The Dancers, Not By The Levity Of Their Deportment, To Provoke The God Of Righteousness To Visit Them With A Sudden Judgment.

They Make Glorious Shipwreck Who Are Lost In Seeking Worlds.

Why Should Not Every Individual Man Have Existed More Than Once Upon This World? Why Should I Not Come Back As Often As I Am Capable Of Acquiring Fresh Knowledge? Is This Hypothesis So Laughable Merely Because It Is The Oldest? Because The Human Understanding, Before The Sophistries Of The Schools Had Dissipated And Debilitated It, Lighted Upon It At Once?