Mankind Are Earthen Jugs With Spirits In

The Calmer Thought Is Not Always The Right Thought, Just As The Distant View Is Not Always The Truest View

Sleeping Or Waking, We Hear Not The Airy Footsteps Of The Strange Things That Almost Happen.

The Greatest Obstacle To Being Heroic Is The Doubt Whether One May Going To Prove One's Self A Fool.

The World, That Grey-bearded And Wrinkled Profligate, Decrepit, Without Being Venerable.

The World Surely Has Not Another Place Like Oxford; It Is A Despair To See Such A Place And Ever To Leave It, For It Would Take A Lifetime And More Than One To Comprehend And Enjoy It Satisfactorily.