Akhenaton

Honor is the inner garment of the Soul; the first thing put on by it with the flesh, and the last it layeth down at its separation from it.

The lips of the wise are as the doors of a cabinet; no sooner are they opened, but treasures are poured out before thee.

Hear the words of prudence, give heed unto her counsels, and store them in thine heart; her maxims are universal, and all the virtues lean upon her; she is the guide and the mistress of human life.

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Knowledge without justice ought to be called cunning rather than wisdom.

Art is not a treasure in the past or an importation from another land, but part of the present life of all living and creating peoples.