True Happiness Springs From Moderation.

The Soul Of Man Is Like To Water; From Heaven It Cometh, To Heaven It Riseth And Then Returning To Earth, Forever Alternating.

To Be Pleased With One's Limits Is A Wretched State.

Without My Attempts In Natural Science, I Should Never Have Learned To Know Mankind Such As It Is. In Nothing Else Can We So Closely Approach Pure Contemplation And Thought, So Closely Observe The Errors Of The Senses And Of The Understanding, The Weak And Strong Points Of Character.

Even Dirt Glitters When The Sun Is Shining Upon It

Only Law Can Give Us Freedom.