We Live By Reposing Trust In Each

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.

His Only Fault Is That He Has No Fault.

The Best Plan Is To Profit By The Folly Of Others.

The Brain Is The Citadel Of Sense Perception.

Their Best And Most Wholesome Feeding Is Upon One Dish And No More And The Same Plaine And Simple: For Surely This Hudling Of Many Meats One Upon Another Of Divers Tastes Is Pestiferous. But Sundrie Sauces Are More Dangerous Than That.