Defense Is Superior To Opulence.

On The Road From The City Of Skepticism, I Had To Pass Through The Valley Of Ambiguity.

Great Ambition, The Desire Of Real Superiority, Of Leading And Directing, Seems To Be Altogether Peculiar To Man, And Speech Is The Great Instrument Of Ambition.

When We Have Read A Book Or Poem So Often That We Can No Longer Find Any Amusement In Reading It By Ourselves, We Can Still Take Pleasure In Reading It To A Companion. To Him It Has All The Graces Of Novelty.

Though Our Brother Is Upon The Rack, As Long As We Ourselves Are At Ease, Our Senses Will Never Inform Us Of What He Suffers. They Never Did And Never Can Carry Us Beyond Our Own Persons, And It Is By The Imagination Only That We Form Any Conception Of What Are His Sensations...his Agonies, When They Are Thus Brought Home To Ourselves, When We Have This Adopted And Made Them Our Own, Begin At Last To Affect Us, And We Then Tremble And Shudder At The Thought Of What He Feels.

Science Is The Great Antidote To The Poison Of Enthusiasm And Superstition.