“Water is best, but gold shines like fire blazing in the night, supreme of lordly wealth.”

Creatures of a day, what is any one? What is he not? Man is but a dream of a shadow. Yet when there comes as a gift of heaven a gleam of sunshine, there rest upon men a radiant light and, aye, a gentle life.

To our own sorrows serious heed we give, But for another?s we soon cease to grieve.

He is gifted with genius who knoweth much by natural inspiration.

For lawless joys a bitter ending waits.

Unsung, the noblest deed will die.

Finding that the middle condition of life is by far the happiest, I look with little favor upon that of princes.

Forge thy tongue on an anvil of truth and what flies up, though it be but a spark, will have light.

There is a mortal breed most full of futility. In contempt of what is at hand, they strain into the future, hunting impossibilities on the wings of ineffectual hopes.

Man’s pleasure is a short time growing And it falls to the ground As quickly.

It is God that accomplishes all term to hopes, God, who overtakes the flying eagle, outpasses the dolphin in the sea; who bends under his strength the man with thoughts too high.

Often silence is the wisest thing for a man to heed.

Time is the turning over of days, works change for better or worse.

Sweet is war to those who know it not.

Humble in a humble state and great in greatness, I will work out the divinity that is busy within my mind.

Law, the king of all mortals and immortals.

Even genius is tied to profit.

I hastened to quit a place where I hoped there was nothing further to detain me.

Nutrition . . . has been kicked around like a puppy that cannot take care of itself.

I feel like they’re talking about someone else we both know.

If every man were placed in the office for which he was fitted by nature and a proper education, which first suggested to me the plan of Illumination.

Also, I’d like to play an athlete again, while I’m still physically fit, or a musician, like Nat King Cole

To our own sorrows serious heed we give, But for another?s we soon cease to grieve.

Humans suffer the raping of the earth but animals suffer DOUBLY: the raping of the earth PLUS their own raping by humans.

Some of them are wearing skirts that I’m pretty sure are supposed to be belts.