Except A Living Man, There

If You Want To Be Miserable, Think About Yourself, About What You Want, What You Like, What Respect People Ought To Pay You And What People Think Of You.

Are Gods More Ruthless Than Mortals? Have They No Mercy For Youth? No Love For The Souls Who Have Loved Them?

Toil Is The True Knight's Pastime.

Let Us Ask Ourselves Seriously And Honestly, 'what Do I Believe After All? What Manner Of Man Am I After All? What Sort Of Show Would I Make After All, If The People Around Me Knew My Heart And All My Secret Thoughts?" What Sort Of Show Then Do I Already Make In The Sight Of Almighty God, Who Sees Every Man Exactly As He Is?'

How Many Serious Family Quarrels, Marriages Out Of Spite, And Alterations Of Wills, Might Have Been Prevented By A Gentle Dose Of Blue Pill!-what Awful Instances Of Chronic Dyspepsia In The Characters Of Hamlet And Othello! Banish Dyspepsia And Spirituous Liquors From Society, And You Have No Crime, Or At Least So Little That You Would Not Consider It Worth Mentioning.