Do Not Mistake For Wisdom That Opinion

There Is Safety In Numbers.

Happy The Man Whose Lot It Is To Know The Secrets Of The Earth. He Hastens Not To Work His Fellows Hurt By Unjust Deeds, But With Rapt Admiration Contemplates Immortal Nature's Ageless Harmony, And How And When The Order Came To Be.

If Your Life At Night Is Good, You Think You Have Everything; But, If In That Quarter Things Go Wrong, You Will Consider Your Best And Truest Interests Most Hateful.

Alas, How Right The Ancient Saying Is: We, Who Are Old, Are Nothing Else But Noise And Shape. Like Mimicries Of Dreams We Go, And Have No Wits, Although We Think Us Wise.

Misery Is The End Of Those With Unbridled Mouths.