Perfection Is The Measure Of

Were The Eye Not Of The Sun, How Could We Behold The Light? If God's Might And Ours Were Not As One, How Could His Work Enchant Our Sight?

All Things Are Only Transitory.

Still This Planet's Soil For Noble Deeds Grants Scope Abounding.

He Who Wishes To Exert A Useful Influence Must Be Careful To Insult Nothing. Let Him Not Be Troubled By What Seems Absurd, But Concentrate His Energies To The Creation Of What Is Good. He Must Not Demolish, But Build. He Must Raise Temples Where Mankind May Come And Partake Of The Purest Pleasure.

We Can Stand Only A Certain Amount Of Unhappiness; Anything Beyond That Annihilates Us Or Passes Us By, Leaving Us Apathethetic.