For There Is No Air

The Thing In The World I Am Most Afraid Of Is Fear, And With Good Reason; That Passion Alone, In The Trouble Of It, Exceeding All Other Accidents

The Way Of The World Is To Make Laws, But Follow Custom.

The Most Profound Joy Has More Of Gravity Than Of Gaiety In It.

Poverty Of Goods Is Easily Cured; Poverty Of Soul, Impossible.

A Man Must Keep A Little Back Shop Where He Can Be Himself Without Reserve. In Solitude Alone Can He Know True Freedom.