For Every Force Charged By

The Great Sickness And The Grievous Evil Consist In This: That All The Things That Man Finds Written In Books, He Presumes To Think Of As True-and All The More So If The Books Are Old.

The More We Desire For That Which Is Superfluous, The More We Meet With Difficulties; Our Strength And Possessions Are Spent In Unnecessary Things, And Are Wanting When Required For That Which Is Necessary.

Those Who Grieve Find Comfort In Weeping And In Arousing Their Sorrow Until The Body Is Too Tired To Bear The Inner Emotions.

If One Avoids Haughtiness To The Utmost Extent And Is Exceedingly Humble, He Is Termed A Saint, And This Is The Standard Of Saintliness.

How Individuals Of The Same Species Surpass Each Other In These Sensations And In Other Bodily Faculties Is Universally Known, But There Is A Limit To Them, And Their Power Cannot Extend To Every Distance Or To Every Degree.