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A God Cannot Procure Death For Himself, Even If He Wished It, Which, So Numerous Are The Evils Of Life, Has Been Granted To Man As Our Chief Good.

The Most Disgraceful Cause Of The Scarcity [of Remedies] Is That Even Those Who Know Them Do Not Want To Point Them Out, As If They Were Going To Lose What They Pass On To Others.

There Is, To Be Sure, No Evil Without Something Good.

When Collapse Is Imminent, The Little Rodents Flee.

Honey Comes Out Of The Air At Early Dawn The Leaves Of Trees Are Found Bedewed With Honey. Whether This Is The Perspiration Of The Sky Or A Sort Of Saliva Of The Stars, Or The Moisture Of The Air Purging Itself, Nevertheless It Brings With It The Great Pleasure Of Its Heavenly Nature. It Is Always Of The Best Quality When It Is Stored In The Best Flowers.