Failure Is The Test Of

No Philosophers So Thoroughly Comprehend Us As Dogs And Horses.

We Die Of Too Much Life.

Man Is A Money-making Animal, Which Propensity Too Often Interferes With His Benevolence.

Truly To Enjoy Bodily Warmth, Some Small Part Of You Must Be Cold, For There Is No Quality In This World That Is Not What It Is Merely By Contrast. Nothing Exists In Itself. If You Flatter Yourself That You Are All Over Comfortable, And Have Been So A Long Time, Then You Cannot Be Said To Be Comfortable Any More.

Thou Wine Art The Friend Of The Friendless, Though A Foe To All.