It Has Pleased God That Divine Verities

Cold Words Freeze People, And Hot Words Scorch Them, And Bitter Words Make Them Bitter, And Wrathful Words Make Them Wrathful. Kind Words Also Produce Their Own Image On Men's Souls; And A Beautiful Image It Is. They Smooth, And Quiet, And Comfort The Hearer.

There Would Be Too Great Darkness, If Truth Had Not Visible Signs.

Mediocrity Makes The Most Of Its Native Possessions.

The State Of Man Is Inconstancy, Ennui, Anxiety.

Too Much And Too Little Wine. Give Him None, He Cannot Find Truth; Give Him Too Much, The Same.