Friends, You Will Notice That

When My Soul Leaves This Human Dwelling, I Will Not Consider Myself To Have Completely Died, But To Pass From One State To Another, Given That, In You And By You, I Remain In My Visible Image In This World.

One Falls To The Ground In Trying To Sit On Two Stools.

If The Head Is Lost, All That Perishes Is The Individual; If The Balls Are Lost, All Of Human Nature Perishes.

How Do You Know Antiquity Was Foolish? How Do You Know The Present Is Wise? Who Made It Foolish? Who Made It Wise?

The Scent Of Wine, Oh How Much More Agreeable, Laughing, Praying, Celestial And Delicious It Is Than That Of Oil!