Search Well And Be Wise,

Be It Mine To Draw From Wisdom's Fount, Pure As It Flows, That Calm Of Soul Which Virtue Only Knows.

Who Apart From The Gods Is Without Pain For His Whole Lifetime's Length?

A Man Dies Not For The Many Wounds That Pierce His Breast, Unless It Be That Life's End Keep Pace With Death, Nor By Sitting On His Hearth At Home Doth He The More Escape His Appointed Doom.

If A Man Should Wanton Walk With Crime ... He Shall Find In Death No Great Deliverance.

Words Are The Parents Of A Causeless Wrath.