him, obtains whatever he wishes. The soul is not born; it does not die; it was not produced from any one. Nor was any produced from it. Unborn, eternal, it is not slain, though the body is slain; subtler than what is subtle, greater than what is great, sitting it goes far, sleeping it goes everywhere. Thinking the soul as unbodily among bodies, firm among fleeting things, the wise man casts off all grief. The soul cannot be gained by knowledge, not by understanding, not by manifold science. It can be obtained by the soul by which it is desired. It reveals its own truths." [Footnote 6: Pensées Diverses, p. 223.] THE END. Cambridge: Electrotyped and Printed by Welch, Bigelow, & Co. TRANSCRIBER'S NOTE Obvious typographical errors have been silently changed.