Give Me Thy Light, And

Inconsistency Is My Very Essence; It Is The Game I Never Cease To Play As I Turn My Wheel In Its Ever Changing Circle, Filled With Joy As I Bring The Top To The Bottom And The Bottom To The Top

No Man Can Ever Be Secure Until He Has Been Forsaken By Fortune.

...whose Souls, Albeit In A Cloudy Memory, Yet Seek Back Their Good, But, Like Drunk Men, Know Not The Road Home.

The Science Of Numbers Ought To Be Preferred As An Acquisition Before All Others, Because Of Its Necessity And Because Of The Great Secrets And Other Mysteries Which There Are In The Properties Of Numbers. All Sciences Partake Of It, And It Has Need Of None.

For In Every Ill-turn Of Fortune The Most Unhappy Sort Of Unfortunate Man Is The One Who Has Been Happy