The Noble Soul Occupies Itself

My Garden Does Not Whet The Appetite; It Satisfies It. It Does Not Provoke Thirst Through Heedless Indulgence, But Slakes It By Proffering Its Natural Remedy. Amid Such Pleasures As These Have I Grown Old.

Those Desires That Do Not Bring Pain If They Are Not Satisfied Are Not Necessary; And They Are Easily Thrust Aside Whenever To Satisfy Them Appears Difficult Or Likely To Cause Injury.

We Begin Every Act Of Choice And Avoidance From Pleasure, And It Is To Pleasure That We Return Using Our Experience Of Pleasure As The Criterion Of Every Good Thing.

Justice Has No Independent Existence; It Results From Mutual Contracts, And Establishes Itself Wherever There Is A Mutual Engagement To Guard Against Doing Or Sustaining Mutual Injury.

Against Other Things It Is Possible To Obtain Security, But When It Comes To Death We Human Beings All Live In An Unwalled City.