Where Is There Dignity Unless There Is

In Friendship We Find Nothing False Or Insincere; Everything Is Straight Forward, And Springs From The Heart.

Should This My Firm Persuasion Of The Soul's Immortality Prove To Be A Mere Delusion, It Is At Least A Pleasing Delusion, And I Will Cherish It To My Last Breath.

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

We Cannot Employ The Mind To Advantage When We Are Filled With Excessive Food And Drink.

True Glory Takes Root, And Even Spreads; All False Pretences, Like Flowers, Fall To The Ground; Nor Can Any Counterfeit Last Long.