Good discourse sinks differences and seeks agreements.
All unrest is but the struggle of the soul to reassure herself of her inborn immortality.
A sip is the most than mortals are permitted from any goblet of delight.
Friends are the leaders of the bosom, being more ourselves than we are, and we complement our affections in theirs.
Prudence is the footprint of Wisdom.
Our ideals are our better selves.