A Scholar Knows No Boredom.

I Would Rather Dwell In The Dim Fog Of Superstition Than In Air Rarefied To Nothing By The Air-pump Of Unbelief-in Which The Panting Breast Expires, Vainly And Convulsively Gasping For Breath.

Like The Greatest Virtue And The Worst Dogs, The Fiercest Hatred Is Silent.

Education Should Bring To Light The Ideal Of The Individual.

Age Doesn't Matter, Unless Your Cheese.

Sorrows Gather Around Great Souls As Storms Do Around Mountains; But, Like Them, They Break The Storm And Purify The Air Of The Plain Beneath Them.