The Harvest Of Old Age Is The

Every Animal Loves Itself.

Freedom Is A Man's Natural Power Of Doing What He Pleases, So Far As He Is Not Prevented By Force Or Law.

The Life Given Us, By Nature Is Short; But The Memory Of A Well-spent Life Is Eternal.

Were Floods Of Tears To Be Unloosed In Tribute To My Grief, The Doves Of Noah Ne'er Had Roost Nor Found An Olive-leaf.

Aristoteles Quidem Ait: 'omnes Ingeniosos Melancholicos Esse.' Aristotle Says That All Men Of Genius Are Melancholy.