Books Are A Languid Pleasure.

The Wise Man Should Withdraw His Soul Within, Out Of The Crowd, And Keep It In Freedom And Power To Judge Things Freely; But As For Externals, He Should Wholly Follow The Accepted Fashions And Forms.

Even Opinion Is Of Force Enough To Make Itself To Be Espoused At The Expense Of Life.

Why Did I Love Her? Because It Was Her; Because It Was Me.

Few Men Have Been Admired Of Their Familiars.

In True Education, Anything That Comes To Our Hand Is As Good As A Book: The Prank Of A Page- Boy, The Blunder Of A Servant, A Bit Of Table Talk - They Are All Part Of The Curriculum.