Belief In A Future Life Is The

Many Laws As Certainly Make Men Bad, As Bad Men Make Many Laws.

We Listen To Those Whom We Know To Be Of The Same Opinion As Ourselves, And We Call Them Wise For Being Of It; But We Avoid Such As Differ From Us.

It Is Easy To Look Down On Others; To Look Down On Ourselves Is The Difficulty.

Let Me Take Up Your Metaphor. Friendship Is A Vase, Which, When It Is Flawed By Heat Or Violence Or Accident, May As Well Be Broken At Once; It Can Never Be Trusted After. The More Graceful And Ornamental It Was, The More Clearly Do We Discern The Hopelessness Of Restoring It To Its Former State. Coarse Stones, If They Are Fractured, May Be Cemented Again; Precious Stones, Never.

I Hate False Words, And Seek With Care, Difficulty, And Moroseness, Those That Fit The Thing.