Everything Great And Intelligent Is In The

He Who Knows No Foreign Languages Knows Nothing Of His Own.

Superstition Is The Poetry Of Life. It Is Inherent In Man's Nature; And When We Think It Is Wholly Eradicated, It Takes Refuge In The Strangest Holes And Corners, Whence It Peeps Out All At Once, As Soon As It Can Do It With Safety.

Sound And Sufficient Reason Falls, After All, To The Share Of But Few Men, And Those Few Men Exert Their Influence In Silence.

Women Are Silver Dishes Into Which We Put Golden Apples.

All Is Born Of Water; All Is Sustained By Water.