Moral Character Is Assessed Not

Unhappy Is The Soul Enslaved By The Love Of Anything That Is Mortal.

Someone Who Knows Enough To Become The Owner Of A Tree, And Gives Thanks To You For The Benefits It Brings Him, Is In A Better State, Even If Ignorant Of Its Height In Feet And The Extent Of Its Spread, Than Another Who Measures And Counts All Its Branches But Neither Owns It Nor Knows Its Creator Nor Loves Him.

I Have Learnt To Love You Late, Beauty At Once So Ancient And So New!

Let Your Old Age Be Childlike, And Your Childhood Like Old Age; That Is, So That Neither May Your Wisdom Be With Pride, Nor Your Humility Without Wisdom.

In All Your Movements, Let Nothing Be Evident That Would Offend The Eyes Of Another.