Your many-colored hieroglyphics likewise attract the gaze, but baffle the inquiring spirit by the mystery that lies within their characters.

The images of your manifold gods are everywhere to be seen; they crowd on our gaze, and yet who knows not that their real is not their apparent significance?
that they are mere outward images of thoughts accessible only to the few, and, as I have heard, almost incomprehensible in their depth?
My curiosity is excited everywhere, and my interest awakened, but my warm love of the beautiful feels itself in no way attracted.

My intellect might strain to penetrate the secrets of your sages, but my heart and mind can never be at home in a creed which views life as a short pilgrimage to the grave, and death as the only true life!" "And yet," said Amasis, "Death has for us too his terrors, and we do all in our power to evade his grasp.

Our physicians would not be celebrated and esteemed as they are, if we did not believe that their skill could prolong our earthly existence.

This reminds me of the oculist Nebenchari whom I sent to Susa, to the king.