A Deep Meaning Often Lies In Old

An Honest Man You May Form Of Windle-straws, But To Make A Rogue You Must Have Grist.

Dear Is My Friend--yet From My Foe, As From My Friend, Comes Good: My Friend Shows What I Can Do, And My Foe What I Should.

The Zeal Of Friends It Is That Razes Me, And Not The Hate Of Enemies.

Culture, Far From Giving Us Freedom, Only Develops, As It Advances, New Necessities; The Fetters Of The Physical Close More Tightly Around Us, So That The Fear Of Loss Quenches Even The Ardent Impulse Toward Improvement, And The Maxims Of Passive Obedience Are Held To Be The Highest Wisdom Of Life.

If You Want To Study Yourself, Look Into The Hearts Of Other People. If You Want To Study Other People, Look Into Your Own Heart.