I Wish The Crowd To Feel Itself

People Always Fancy That We Must Become Old To Become Wise; But, In Truth, As Years Advance, It Is Hard To Keep Ourselves As Wise As We Were.

Men Are So Inclined To Content Themselves With What Is Commonest; The Spirit And The Senses So Easily Grow Dead To The Impressions Of The Beautiful And Perfect, That Every One Should Study, By All Methods, To Nourish In His Mind The Faculty Of Feeling These Things. ...for This Reason, One Ought Every Day At Least, To Hear A Little Song, Read A Good Poem, See A Fine Picture, And, If It Were Possible, To Speak A Few Reasonable Words.

God Could Cause Us Considerable Embarrassment By Revealing All The Secrets Of Nature To Us: We Should Not Know What To Do For Sheer Apathy And Boredom.

And I Have Again Observed, My Dear Friend, In This Trifling Affair, That Misunderstandings And Neglect Occasion More Mischief In The World Than Even Malice And Wickedness. At All Events, The Two Latter Are Of Less Frequent Occurrence.

Such Is The Frailty Of Man That Even Where He Makes The Truest And Most Forcible Impression In The Memory, In The Heart Of His Beloved, There Also He Must Perish.