This is from a very beautiful old manuscript that probably smells like dust and antiquity. It is a tale of homelessness and friendlessness. You guys need to read it; it is very evocative of loneliness . . . Here is a link to a full text of the writing; it is halfway down the page.
"So the wise man spoke in his heart, sat apart in private meditation. He is good who keeps his word; a man must never utter too quickly his breast's passion, unless he knows first how to achieve remedy, as a leader with his courage. It will be well with him who seeks favor, comfort from the Father in heaven, where for us all stability resides."