The Servant May Not Look

Take Something From Yourself, To Give To Another, That Is Humane And Gentle And Never Takes Away As Much Comfort As It Brings Again.

In Utopia, Where Every Man Has A Right To Everything, They All Know That If Care Is Taken To Keep The Public Stores Full, No Private Man Can Want Anything; For Among Them There Is No Unequal Distribution, So That No Man Is Poor, None In Necessity; And Though No Man Has Anything, Yet They Are All Rich; For What Can Make A Man So Rich As To Lead A Serene And Cheerful Life, Free From Anxieties.

Every Tribulation Which Ever Comes Our Way Either Is Sent To Be Medicinal, If We Will Take It As Such, Or May Become Medicinal, If We Will Make It Such, Or Is Better Than Medicinal, Unless We Forsake It.

To Gold And Silver Nature Hath Given No Use That We May Not Well Lack.

The Servant May Not Look To Be In Better Case Than His Master.