In Nature There Is No

Gratitude Is A Soil On Which Joy Thrives.

I Have Been Young And Am Now Old, And Have Not Yet Known An Untruthful Man To Come To A Good End.

What Is All Our Knowledge Worth? We Do Not Even Know What The Weather Will Be Tomorrow.

What Will People Say-in These Words Lies The Tyranny Of The World, The Whole Destruction Of Our Natural Disposition, The Oblique Vision Of Our Minds. These Four Words Hold Sway Everywhere.

No Mortal Eye Has Ever Fully Seen A Flash Of Lightning ... For No Matter How Firmly We Look, Our Eyes Are Sure To Be Dazzled.