Without Friends The World Is But A

So That Every Wand Or Staff Of Empire Is Forsooth Curved At Top.

A Bad Man Is Worse When He Pretends To Be A Saint.

Generally, Youth Is Like The First Cogitations, Not So Wise As The Second. For There Is A Youth In Thoughts, As Well As In Ages. And Yet The Invention Of Young Men, Is More Lively Than That Of Old; And Imaginations Stream Into Their Minds Better, And, As It Were, More Divinely.

To Seek To Extinguish Anger Utterly Is But A Bravery Of The Stoics. We Have Better Oracles: 'be Angry, But Sin Not.' 'let Not The Sun Go Down Upon Your Wrath.'

Rebellions Of The Belly Are The Worst.