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We Ought So To Behave To One Another As To Avoid Making Enemies Of Our Friends, And At The Same Time To Make Friends Of Our Enemies.

Hate And Fear Breed A Poison In The Blood, Which If Continued, Affects Eyes, Ears, Nose And The Organs Of Digestion. Therefore, It Is Not Wise To Hear And Remember The Unkind Things Others Might Say About You.

There Are Men And Gods, And Beings Like Pythagoras.

Souls Never Die, But Always On Quitting One Abode Pass To Another. All Things Change, Nothing Perishes. The Soul Passes Hither And Thither, Occupying Now This Body, Now That... As A Wax Is Stamped With Certain Figures, Then Melted, Then Stamped Anew With Others, Yet It Is Always The Same Wax. So, The Soul Being Always The Same, Yet Wears At Different Times Different Forms.

The Wind Is Blowing. Adore The Wind.