So First, Your Memory I'll Jog, And

Music Heard So Deeply That It Is Not Heard At All, But You Are The Music While The Music Lasts.

There Is, It Seems To Us, At Best, Only A Limited Value In The Knowledge Derived From Experience.

We Should Not Confuse Information With Knowledge.

In A Mind Charged With An Eager Purpose And An Unfinished Vindictiveness, There Is No Room For New Feelings.

Dante And Shakespeare Divide The World Between Them. There Is No Third.