 From the heart of the fountain of delight rises a jet of bitterness that tortures us among the very flowers. |
| The fall of dropping water wears away the Stone. |
| Such are the heights of wickedness to which men are driven by religion. |
| The drops of rain make a hole in the stone, not by violence, but by oft falling. |
| Though the dungeon, the scourge, and the executioner be absent, the guilty mind can apply the goad and scorch with blows. |
| And life is given to none freehold, but it is leasehold for all. |
| We are each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another. |
| Victory puts us on a level with heaven. |
| Life is one long struggle in the dark. |
| The sum of all sums is eternity. |
| From the very fountain of enchantment there arises a taste of bitterness to spread anguish amongst the flowers. |
| What is food to one man is bitter poison to others. |
| Pleasant it to behold great encounters of warfare arrayed over the plains, with no part of yours in peril. |
| Constant dripping hollows out a stone. |
| It is great wealth to a soul to live frugally with a contented mind. |
| Thus the sum of things is ever being reviewed, and mortals dependent one upon another. Some nations increase, others diminish, and in a short space the generations of living creatures are changed and like runners pass on the torch of life. |
| Sweet it is, when on the high seas the winds are lashing the waters, to gaze from the land on another's struggles. |
| The greatest wealth is to live content with little, for there is never want where the mind is satisfied. |
| Pleasant it is, when over a great sea the winds trouble the waters, to gaze from shore upon another's great tribulation; not because any man's troubles are a delectable joy, but because to perceive you are free of them yourself is pleasant. |
| So potent was religion in persuading to evil deeds. |
