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War Is Delightful To Those Who Have Had No Experience Of It.

Christians Would Show Sense If They Dispatched These Argumentative Scotists And Pigheaded Ockhamists And Undefeated Albertists Along With The Whole Regiment Of Sophists To Fight The Turks And Saracens Instead Of Sending Those Armies Of Dull-witted Soldiers With Whom They've Long Been Carrying On War With No Result.

It Hardly Needs Explaining At Length, I Think, How Much Authority Or Beauty Is Added To Style By The Timely Use Of Proverbs. In The First Place Who Does Not See What Dignity They Confer On Style By Their Antiquity Alone?... And So To Interweave Adages Deftly And Appropriately Is To Make The Language As A Whole Glitter With Sparkles From Antiquity, Please Us With The Colours Of The Art Of Rhetoric, Gleam With Jewel-like Words Of Wisdom, And Charm Us With Titbits Of Wit And Humour.

The Highest Form Of Bliss Is Living With A Certain Degree Of Folly

Man Is To Man Either A God Or A Wolf.