One Day, Observing A Child Drinking Out

We Come Into The World Alone And We Die Alone. Why, In Life, Should We Be Any Less Alone?

If Your Cloak Was A Gift, I Appreciate It; If It Was A Loan, I'm Not Through With It Yet.

Those Who Have Virtue Always In Their Mouths, And Neglect It In Practice, Are Like A Harp, Which Emits A Sound Pleasing To Others, While Itself Is Insensible Of The Music.

I Do Not Know Whether There Are Gods, But There Ought To Be.

The Noblest People Are Those Despising Wealth, Learning, Pleasure And Life; Esteeming Above Them Poverty, Ignorance, Hardship And Death.