I'm Going To Be Meeting With People

In The Life Of A Man, His Time Is But A Moment, His Being An Incessant Flux, His Sense A Dim Rushlight, His Body A Prey Of Worms, His Soul An Unquiet Eddy, His Fortune Dark, His Fame Doubtful. In Short, All That Is Body Is As Coursing Waters, All That Is Of The Soul As Dreams And Vapors.

The Opinion Of 10,000 Men Is Of No Value If None Of Them Know Anything About The Subject.

If Thou Canst See Sharp, Look And Judge Wisely, Says The Philosopher.

I Am An Old Man And Have Had Many Worries, But Most Have Never Come To Pass.

Even The Stoics Agree That Certainty Is Very Hard To Come At; That Our Assent Is Worth Little, For Where Is Infallibility To Be Found?