Since We Are Mortal, Friendships Are Best

I Hate It In Friends When They Come Too Late To Help.

Love Must Not Touch The Marrow Of The Soul. Our Affections Must Be Breakable Chains That We Can Cast Them Off Or Tighten Them.

Who Knoweth If To Die Be But To Live, And That Called Life By Mortals Be But Death?

Whoso Neglects Learning In His Youth, Loses The Past And Is Dead For The Future.

No Man On Earth Is Truly Free, All Are Slaves Of Money Or Necessity. Public Opinion Or Fear Of Prosecution Forces Each One, Against His Conscience, To Conform.