If Mankind Had Wished For What Is

Habit In Most Cases Hardens And Encrusts By Taking Away The Keener Edge Of Our Sensations: But Does It Not In Others Quicken And Refine, By Giving A Mechanical Facility And By Engrafting An Acquired Sense?

The Player Envies Only The Player, The Poet Envies Only The Poet.

One Truth Discovered, One Pang Of Regret At Not Being Able To Express It, Is Better Than All The Fluency And Flippancy In The World.

The Most Silent People Are Generally Those Who Think Most Highly Of Themselves.

The Multitude Who Require To Be Led, Still Hate Their Leaders.