Where The Lion's Skin Will Not Reach,

Note That The Eating Of Flesh Is Not Only Physically Against Nature, But It Also Makes Us Spiritually Coarse And Gross By Reason Of Satiety And Surfeit.

Silence At The Proper Season Is Wisdom, And Better Than Any Speech.

What, Did You Not Know, Then, That To-day Lucullus Dines With Lucullus?

Lamentation Is The Only Musician That Always, Like A Screech-owl, Alights And Sits On The Roof Of Any Angry Man.

Books Delight To The Very Marrow Of One's Bones. They Speak To Us, Consult With Us, And Join With Us In A Living And Intense Intimacy.