How Can We Learn Self-knowledge?

Someone Criticized An Elderly Man For Wooing Young Women. He Replied That That Was The Only Way To Rejuvenation, Which Was, Afterall, Everybody's Wish.

Classicism Is Health, Romanticisim Is Sickness.

In Politics As On A Sickbed Men Toss From Side To Side In Hope Of Lying More Comfortably.

We Are Never Further From What We Wish Than When We Believe That We Have What We Wished For.

Sweet Moonlight, Shining Full And Clear, Why Do You Light My Torture Here? How Often Have You Seen Me Toil, Burning Last Drops Of Midnight Oil. On Books And Papers As I Read, My Friend, Your Mournful Light You Shed. If Only I Could Flee This Den And Walk The Mountain-tops Again, Through Moonlit Meadows Make My Way, In Mountain Caves With Spirits Play - Released From Learning's Musty Cell, Your Healing Dew Would Make Me Well!