Time Is The Soul Of This World.

As Long As Man Continues To Be The Ruthless Destroyer Of Lower Living Beings He Will Never Know Health Or Peace. For As Long As Men Massacre Animals, They Will Kill Each Other.

A Thought Is An Idea In Transit.

Declining From The Public Ways, Walk In Unfrequented Paths.

A Stranger, If Just, Is Not Only To Be Preferred Before A Countryman, But A Kinsman.

As Soon As You Awake, In Order Lay The Actions To Be Done The Coming Day.