In Every Man's Memory, With The Hours

Every Fact Is Related On One Side To Sensation, And, On The Other, To Morals. The Game Of Thought Is, On The Appearance Of One Of These Two Sides, To Find The Other: Given The Upper, To Find The Under Side.

All My Best Thoughts Were Stolen By The Ancients.

The Reward Of A Thing Well Done, Is To Have Done It.

We Are Symbols, And Inhabit Symbols.

Good Manners Are Made Up Of Petty Sacrifices.