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Knowledge Has Its Boundary Line, Where It Abuts On Ignorance; On The Outside Of That Boundary Line Are Ignorance And Miracles; On The Inside Of It Are Science And No Miracles.

In Trying To Teach Children A Great Deal In A Short Time, They Are Treated Not As Though The Race They Were To Run Was For Life, But Simply A Three-mile Heat.

Knowledge Is But An Instrument, Which The Profligate And The Flagitious May Use As Well As The Brave And The Just.

A House Without Books Is Like A Room Without Windows.

To Know The Machine One Must Know Where Each Part Belongs, And What Its Office Is.