When we are young, we are slavishly employed in procuring something whereby we may live comfortably when we grow old; and when we are old, we perceive it is too late to live as we proposed.

The greatest advantage I know of being thought a wit by the world is, that it gives one the greater freedom of playing the fool.

At ev'ry word a reputation dies.

Be thou the first true merit to befriend, his praise is lost who stays till all commend.

The way of the Creative works through change and transformation, so that each thing receives its true nature and destiny and comes into permanent accord with the Great Harmony: this is what furthers and what perseveres.

Those oft are stratagems which errors seem Nor is it Homer nods, but we that dream.

Nor public flame, nor private, dares to shine; Nor human spark is left, nor glimpse divine! Lo! thy dread empire, Chaos! is restored; Light dies before thy uncreating word: Thy hand, great Anarch! lets the curtain fall; And universal darkness buries all.