Bonum incolumis acies

Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Non est ista, inquam, Piso, magna dissensio. Quae diligentissime contra Aristonem dicuntur a Chryippo. Istam voluptatem perpetuam quis potest praestare sapienti? Haec et tu ita posuisti, et verba vestra sunt. Restinguet citius, si ardentem acceperit. Eademne, quae restincta siti? Duo Reges: constructio interrete. Cur id non ita fit?

Verum esto: verbum ipsum voluptatis non habet dignitatem, nec nos fortasse intellegimus. Quae quidem sapientes sequuntur duce natura tamquam videntes; Ita multa dicunt, quae vix intellegam. Cur fortior sit, si illud, quod tute concedis, asperum et vix ferendum putabit? Quid ergo aliud intellegetur nisi uti ne quae pars naturae neglegatur? Qua tu etiam inprudens utebare non numquam. Aliter homines, aliter philosophos loqui putas oportere? An dolor longissimus quisque miserrimus, voluptatem non optabiliorem diuturnitas facit? Uterque enim summo bono fruitur, id est voluptate.

Quid enim? Illud non continuo, ut aeque incontentae. Potius ergo illa dicantur: turpe esse, viri non esse debilitari dolore, frangi, succumbere. Quid enim ab antiquis ex eo genere, quod ad disserendum valet, praetermissum est? Occultum facinus esse potuerit, gaudebit; Peccata paria. Oratio me istius philosophi non offendit; Sed quanta sit alias, nunc tantum possitne esse tanta.

Bonum incolumis acies: misera caecitas. Inde sermone vario sex illa a Dipylo stadia confecimus. Sed quid minus probandum quam esse aliquem beatum nec satis beatum? Istic sum, inquit. Quid censes in Latino fore? Itaque sensibus rationem adiunxit et ratione effecta sensus non reliquit. Quis non odit sordidos, vanos, leves, futtiles? Nihil acciderat ei, quod nollet, nisi quod anulum, quo delectabatur, in mari abiecerat.

Quamvis enim depravatae non sint, pravae tamen esse possunt. Ut pulsi recurrant? Quam ob rem tandem, inquit, non satisfacit? Utrum igitur tibi litteram videor an totas paginas commovere?

Illud dico, ea, quae dicat

Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Facit enim ille duo seiuncta ultima bonorum, quae ut essent vera, coniungi debuerunt; Tum ille timide vel potius verecunde: Facio, inquit. Duo Reges: constructio interrete. Quae cum magnifice primo dici viderentur, considerata minus probabantur. Non est enim vitium in oratione solum, sed etiam in moribus. Cur deinde Metrodori liberos commendas?
Illud dico, ea, quae dicat, praeclare inter se cohaerere. Quae cum magnifice primo dici viderentur, considerata minus probabantur. Praeclarae mortes sunt imperatoriae; Nullus est igitur cuiusquam dies natalis. Qui non moveatur et offensione turpitudinis et comprobatione honestatis? Isto modo ne improbos quidem, si essent boni viri. Quae diligentissime contra Aristonem dicuntur a Chryippo. Fortemne possumus dicere eundem illum Torquatum? Et harum quidem rerum facilis est et expedita distinctio.
Sapiens autem semper beatus est et est aliquando in dolore; Istic sum, inquit. Si longus, levis. Sint modo partes vitae beatae. Cur fortior sit, si illud, quod tute concedis, asperum et vix ferendum putabit?
Si quidem, inquit, tollerem, sed relinquo. Cum audissem Antiochum, Brute, ut solebam, cum M. Haec et tu ita posuisti, et verba vestra sunt. Quamquam te quidem video minime esse deterritum. At ille pellit, qui permulcet sensum voluptate. Quae quo sunt excelsiores, eo dant clariora indicia naturae.
Qui ita affectus, beatum esse numquam probabis; Quis enim potest ea, quae probabilia videantur ei, non probare? Quae fere omnia appellantur uno ingenii nomine, easque virtutes qui habent, ingeniosi vocantur. Aperiendum est igitur, quid sit voluptas;

Ergo illi intellegunt

Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Deprehensus omnem poenam contemnet. Quae sunt igitur communia vobis cum antiquis, iis sic utamur quasi concessis; Nec tamen ullo modo summum pecudis bonum et hominis idem mihi videri potest. Mene ergo et Triarium dignos existimas, apud quos turpiter loquare? Nos paucis ad haec additis finem faciamus aliquando;

Satis est ad hoc responsum. Primum quid tu dicis breve? Duo Reges: constructio interrete. Nosti, credo, illud: Nemo pius est, qui pietatem-; Mihi quidem Antiochum, quem audis, satis belle videris attendere. Expressa vero in iis aetatibus, quae iam confirmatae sunt. Haec bene dicuntur, nec ego repugno, sed inter sese ipsa pugnant. Et ille ridens: Video, inquit, quid agas;

Ergo illi intellegunt quid Epicurus dicat, ego non intellego? Itaque hic ipse iam pridem est reiectus; Tria genera bonorum;

Nam Pyrrho, Aristo, Erillus iam diu abiecti. Me igitur ipsum ames oportet, non mea, si veri amici futuri sumus. Ut optime, secundum naturam affectum esse possit. Praeclare hoc quidem. Quae quidem sapientes sequuntur duce natura tamquam videntes; Itaque contra est, ac dicitis; Vulgo enim dicitur: Iucundi acti labores, nec male Euripidesconcludam, si potero, Latine;

Quem ad modum quis ambulet, sedeat, qui ductus oris, qui vultus in quoque sit? At ille pellit, qui permulcet sensum voluptate. Non igitur de improbo, sed de callido improbo quaerimus, qualis Q.

Quamquam haec quidem

Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Non autem hoc: igitur ne illud quidem. Tum Torquatus: Prorsus, inquit, assentior; Scaevola tribunus plebis ferret ad plebem vellentne de ea re quaeri. Quacumque enim ingredimur, in aliqua historia vestigium ponimus. Neque solum ea communia, verum etiam paria esse dixerunt. Quod totum contra est. Sin aliud quid voles, postea.

Neminem videbis ita laudatum, ut artifex callidus comparandarum voluptatum diceretur. Miserum hominem! Si dolor summum malum est, dici aliter non potest. Quo igitur, inquit, modo? Quare hoc videndum est, possitne nobis hoc ratio philosophorum dare. Que Manilium, ab iisque M. Illud mihi a te nimium festinanter dictum videtur, sapientis omnis esse semper beatos; Quamquam id quidem, infinitum est in hac urbe; Omnia peccata paria dicitis.

Duo Reges: constructio interrete. Ille enim occurrentia nescio quae comminiscebatur; Ergo hoc quidem apparet, nos ad agendum esse natos. Maximus dolor, inquit, brevis est. Omnia contraria, quos etiam insanos esse vultis. Cupiditates non Epicuri divisione finiebat, sed sua satietate. Ut non sine causa ex iis memoriae ducta sit disciplina. Quaerimus enim finem bonorum. Quae cum dixisset, finem ille. Illa tamen simplicia, vestra versuta. Sed residamus, inquit, si placet.

Quamquam haec quidem praeposita recte et reiecta dicere licebit. At ille pellit, qui permulcet sensum voluptate. Est enim effectrix multarum et magnarum voluptatum. Paupertas si malum est, mendicus beatus esse nemo potest, quamvis sit sapiens. Illa sunt similia: hebes acies est cuipiam oculorum, corpore alius senescit; De hominibus dici non necesse est. Non quaeritur autem quid naturae tuae consentaneum sit, sed quid disciplinae.

Apud ceteros autem philosophos, qui quaesivit aliquid, tacet; Mihi enim satis est, ipsis non satis. Nummus in Croesi divitiis obscuratur, pars est tamen divitiarum. Sed residamus, inquit, si placet. Sed in rebus apertissimis nimium longi sumus. In schola desinis. Mihi, inquam, qui te id ipsum rogavi? Non est ista, inquam, Piso, magna dissensio.

when Gregor Samsa

One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections.

The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. "What's happened to me? " he thought. It wasn't a dream.

His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls. A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table - Samsa was a travelling salesman - and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice, gilded frame.

It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright, raising a heavy fur muff that covered the whole of her lower arm towards the viewer. Gregor then turned to look out the window at the dull weather. Drops of rain could be heard hitting the pane, which made him feel quite sad.

"How about if I sleep a little bit longer and forget all this nonsense", he thought, but that was something he was unable to do because he was used to sleeping on his right, and in his present state couldn't get into that position. However hard he threw himself onto his right, he always rolled back to where he was. He must have tried it a hundred times, shut his eyes so that he wouldn't have to look at the floundering legs, and only stopped when

Sed residamus

Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Itaque hic ipse iam pridem est reiectus; Duo Reges: constructio interrete. Quis enim redargueret?

Sed residamus, inquit, si placet. Si longus, levis dictata sunt. Torquatus, is qui consul cum Cn. Respondent extrema primis, media utrisque, omnia omnibus. Teneo, inquit, finem illi videri nihil dolere. Aut haec tibi, Torquate, sunt vituperanda aut patrocinium voluptatis repudiandum. Negare non possum. Innumerabilia dici possunt in hanc sententiam, sed non necesse est.


Etenim nec iustitia nec amicitia esse omnino poterunt, nisi ipsae per se expetuntur. Ergo id est convenienter naturae vivere, a natura discedere. Memini vero, inquam; Ratio quidem vestra sic cogit. Et quod est munus, quod opus sapientiae? Sin eam, quam Hieronymus, ne fecisset idem, ut voluptatem illam Aristippi in prima commendatione poneret. Est enim effectrix multarum et magnarum voluptatum. Sed quot homines, tot sententiae; Tum Piso: Quoniam igitur aliquid omnes, quid Lucius noster? Num igitur eum postea censes anxio animo aut sollicito fuisse? Quid igitur dubitamus in tota eius natura quaerere quid sit effectum? Beatum, inquit. Nunc haec primum fortasse audientis servire debemus.

Alterum significari idem, ut si diceretur, officia media omnia aut pleraque servantem vivere. Egone quaeris, inquit, quid sentiam? Certe non potest. Virtutis, magnitudinis animi, patientiae, fortitudinis fomentis dolor mitigari solet. Ego vero isti, inquam, permitto. Quod si ita sit, cur opera philosophiae sit danda nescio. Sed erat aequius Triarium aliquid de dissensione nostra iudicare. Itaque rursus eadem ratione, qua sum paulo ante usus, haerebitis.

At quicum ioca seria, ut dicitur, quicum arcana, quicum occulta omnia? Sic consequentibus vestris sublatis prima tolluntur. Omnium enim rerum principia parva sunt, sed suis progressionibus usa augentur nec sine causa; Qua tu etiam inprudens utebare non numquam. Res enim concurrent contrariae. Sin tantum modo ad indicia veteris memoriae cognoscenda, curiosorum. Illa tamen simplicia, vestra versuta. Quae quo sunt excelsiores, eo dant clariora indicia naturae. Duo enim genera quae erant, fecit tria.

while the lovely valley

A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine.

I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now.

When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream; and, as I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants are noticed by me: when I hear the buzz of the little world among the stalks, and grow familiar with the countless indescribable forms of the insects and flies, then I feel the presence of the Almighty, who formed us in his own image, and the breath of that universal love which bears and sustains us, as it floats around us in an eternity of bliss; and then, my friend, when darkness overspreads my eyes, and heaven and earth seem to dwell in my soul and absorb its power, like the form of a beloved mistress, then I often think with longing, Oh, would I could describe these conceptions, could impress upon paper all that is living so full and warm within me, that it might be the mirror of my soul, as my soul is the mirror of the infinite God!

O my friend -- but

The Big Oxmox advised

Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean. A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia.

It is a paradisematic country, in which roasted parts of sentences fly into your mouth. Even the all-powerful Pointing has no control about the blind texts it is an almost unorthographic life One day however a small line of blind text by the name of Lorem Ipsum decided to leave for the far World of Grammar.

The Big Oxmox advised her not to do so, because there were thousands of bad Commas, wild Question Marks and devious Semikoli, but the Little Blind Text didn’t listen. She packed her seven versalia, put her initial into the belt and made herself on the way.

When she reached the first hills of the Italic Mountains, she had a last view back on the skyline of her hometown Bookmarksgrove, the headline of Alphabet Village and the subline of her own road, the Line Lane. Pityful a rethoric question ran over her cheek, then she continued her way.

On her way she met a copy. The copy warned the Little Blind Text, that where it came from it would have been rewritten a thousand times and everything that was left from its origin would be the word "and" and the Little Blind Text should turn around and return to its own, safe country. But nothing the copy said could convince her and so it didn’t take long until a few insidious Copy Writers ambushed her, made her drunk with Longe and Parole and dragged her into their agency, where they abused her for their

The European languages

The European languages are members of the same family. Their separate existence is a myth. For science, music, sport, etc, Europe uses the same vocabulary. The languages only differ in their grammar, their pronunciation and their most common words.

Everyone realizes why a new common language would be desirable: one could refuse to pay expensive translators. To achieve this, it would be necessary to have uniform grammar, pronunciation and more common words. If several languages coalesce, the grammar of the resulting language is more simple and regular than that of the individual languages.

The new common language will be more simple and regular than the existing European languages. It will be as simple as Occidental; in fact, it will be Occidental. To an English person, it will seem like simplified English, as a skeptical Cambridge friend of mine told me what Occidental is. The European languages are members of the same family.

Their separate existence is a myth. For science, music, sport, etc, Europe uses the same vocabulary. The languages only differ in their grammar, their pronunciation and their most common words. Everyone realizes why a new common language would be desirable: one could refuse to pay expensive translators.

To achieve this, it would be necessary to have uniform grammar, pronunciation and more common words. If several languages coalesce, the grammar of the resulting language is more simple and regular than that of the individual languages. The new common language will be more simple and regular than the existing European languages. It will be as simple as Occidental; in fact, it will be Occidental. To an English person, it will seem like simplified English, as a skeptical Cambridge friend of mine told me what Occidental is. The European languages are members of the same family. Their separate existence is a