It Is Only Through Restraint That Man

From The Satisfaction Of Desire There May Arise, Accompanying Joy And As It Were Sheltering Behind It, Something Not Unlike Despair.

Faith Can Move Mountains; True: Mountains Of Stupidity.

The Finest Virtues Can Become Deformed With Age. The Precise Mind Becomes Finicky; The Thrifty Man, Miserly; The Cautious Man, Timorous; The Man Of Imagination, Fanciful. Even Perseverance Ends Up In A Sort Of Stupidity. Just As, On The Other Hand, Being Too Willing To Understand Too Many Opinions, Too Diverse Ways Of Seeing, Constancy Is Lost And The Mind Goes Astray In A Restless Fickleness.

Work And Struggle And Never Accept An Evil That You Can Change.

The True Hypocrite Is The One Who Ceases To Perceive His Deception, The One Who Lies With Sincerity.