No Man Can Ever Be Secure Until

In Omni Adversitate Fortunæ, Infelicissimum Genus Est Infortunii Fuisse Felicem In Every Adversity Of Fortune, To Have Been Happy Is The Most Unhappy Kind Of Misfortune.

In Other Living Creatures The Ignorance Of Themselves Is Nature, But In Men It Is A Vice.

He Who Has Calmly Reconciled His Life To Fate, And Set Proud Death Beneath His Feet, Can Look Fortune In The Face, Unbending Both To Good And Bad; His Countenance Unconquered.

Nothing Is Miserable But What Is Thought So, And Contrariwise, Every Estate Is Happy If He That Bears It Be Content.

Give Me Thy Light, And Fix My Eyes On Thee!