Disease Is The Retribution Of

Hatred Is Self-punishment.

Folly Is Like The Growth Of Weeds, Always Luxurious And Spontaneous; Wisdom, Like Flowers, Requires Cultivation.

Suspicion Is Far More To Be Wrong Than Right; More Often Unjust Than Just. It Is No Friend To Virtue, And Always An Enemy To Happiness.

Most People Who Commit A Sin Count On Some Personal Benefit To Be Derived Therefrom, But Profanity Has Not Even This Excuse.

It Is A Glorious Occupation, Vivifying And Self-sustaining In Its Nature, To Struggle With Ignorance, And Discover To The Inquiring Minds Of The Masses The Clear Cerulean Blue Of Heavenly Truth.