All's Love, Yet All's Law.

You Never Know What Life Means Till You Die; Even Throughout Life, Tis Death That Makes Life Live.

And I Have Written Three Books On The Soul, Proving Absurd All Written Hitherto, And Putting Us To Ignorance Again.

That We Devote Ourselves To God, Is Seen In Living Just As Though No God There Were.

What's A Man's Age? He Must Hurry More, That's All; Cram In A Day, What His Youth Took A Year To Hold.

The Best Way To Excape His Ire Is, Not To Seem Too Happy.