It Is The Province Of Knowledge To

Rough Work, Iconoclasm, But The Only Way To Get At Truth.

Trouble Makes Us One With Every Human Being In The World - And Unless We Touch Others, We're Out Of Touch With Life.

We Are All Tattooed In Our Cradles With The Beliefs Of Our Tribe; The Record May Seem Superficial, But It Is Indelible. You Cannot Educate A Man Wholly Out Of The Superstitious Fears Which Were Early Implanted In His Imagination; No Matter How Utterly His Reason May Reject Them...

Fame Usually Comes To Those Who Are Thinking About Something Else - Very Rarely To Those Who Say To Themselves, 'go To, Now, Let Us Be A Celebrated Individual!'.

As We Grow Older We Think More And More Of Old Persons And Of Old Things And Places. As To Old Persons, It Seems As If We Never Know How Much They Have To Tell Until We Are Old Ourselves And They Have Been Gone Twenty Or Thirty Years. Once In A While We Come Upon Some Survivor Of His Or Her Generation That We Have Overlooked, And Feel As If We Had Recovered One Of The Lost Books Of Livy Or Fished Up The Golden Candlestick From The Ooze Of The Tiber.