He Who Takes Not Counsel

O Time! Time! How It Brings Forth And Devours! And The Roaring Flood Of Existence Rushes On Forever Similar, Forever Changing!

Speech Is Human, Silence Is Divine, Yet Also Brutish And Dead: Therefore We Must Learn Both Arts.

The Wise Man Is But A Clever Infant, Spelling Letters From A Hieroglyphical Prophetic Book, The Lexicon Of Which Lies In Eternity.

Skepticism Means, Not Intellectual Doubt Alone, But Moral Doubt.

No Amount Of Ability Is Of The Slightest Avail Without Honor.