What Men Fear Is Not That Death

Gratitude Is A Virtue That Has Commonly Profit Annexed To It.

A Strict Belief In Fate Is The Worst Of Slavery, Imposing Upon Our Necks An Everlasting Lord And Tyrant, Whom We Are To Stand In Awe Of Night And Day.

Against Other Things It Is Possible To Obtain Security, But When It Comes To Death We Human Beings All Live In An Unwalled City.

Most Beautiful Is The Sight Of Those Near And Dear To Us When Our Original Kinship Makes Us Of One Mind.

The Mind That Is Much Elevated And Insolent With Prosperity, And Cast Down With Adversity, Is Generally Abject And Base.