ire. Seal your sack and your purse and  on ty him;

    the burden will make his way longer.

    And sep; it o your sness.

    You cannot judge any man beyond your knowledge of him, and how small is your knowledge.

    I  listen to a conqueror preaco the conquered.

    truly free man is iently.

    A to me, quot;I e life, for it is naug a t;

    And yesterday I passed by a cemetery and saw life dancing upon his grave.

    Strife in nature is but disorder longing for order.

    Solitude is a silent storm t breaks down all our dead branches;

    Yet it sends our living roots deeper into t of th.

    Once I spoke of to a brook, and t me but an imaginative exaggerator;

    And once I spoke of a brook to t me but a depreciative defamer.

    exalts t above the grasshopper.

    t virtue  in another world.

    to to t in a straighe spacious can move in circles.

    If it  not for our conception of he sun.

    A scientist  imagination is a butc-worn scales.

    But  all vegetarians?

    omach.

    Deat nearer to to ther is life.

    If indeed you must be candid, be candid beautifully; ot, for there is a man in our neighbourhood who is dying.

    May among the angels.

    A forgotten reality may die and leave in its ualities and facts to be spent in its funeral and tomb.

    In trutalk only to ourselves, but sometimes alk loud enoug others may hear us.

    t  simply.

    If t  or kno?

    Unless I am a p be