Dress Not Thy Thoughts In

It Were Well To Die If There Be Gods, And Sad To Live If There Be None.

What We Cannot Bear Removes Us From Life; What Remains Can Be Borne.

Because Other People Are Fools, Must You Be So Too?

Death, Like Birth, Is One Of Nature's Mysteries, The Combining Of Primal Elements And Dissolving Of The Same Into The Same.

I Can At Once Become Happy Anywhere, For He Is Happy Who Has Found Himself A Happy Lot. In A Word, Happiness Lies All In The Functions Of Reason, In Warrantable Desires And Virtuous Practice.