That Neither Our Thoughts, Nor Passions, Nor

All Those Who Write Either Explicitly Or By Insinuation Against The Dignity, Freedom, And Immortality Of The Human Soul, May So Far Forth Be Justly Said To Unhinge The Principles Of Morality, And Destroy The Means Of Making Men Reasonably Virtuous.

To Be Is To Be Perceived (esse Est Percipi)." Or, "if A Tree Falls In The Forest And No One Is There To Hear It, Does It Make A Sound?

I Imagine That Thinking Is The Great Desideratum Of The Present Age; And The Cause Of Whatever Is Done Amiss May Justly Be Reckoned The General Neglect Of Education In Those Who Need It Most, The People Of Fashion. What Can Be Expected Where Those Who Have The Most Influence Have The Least Sense, And Those Who Are Sure To Be Followed Set The Worst Examples?

Truth Is The Cry Of All, But The Game Of Few.

Upon The Whole, I Am Inclined To Think That The Far Greater Part, If Not All, Of Those Difficulties Which Have Hitherto Amused Philosophers, And Blocked Up The Way To Knowledge, Are Entirely Owing To Our Selves. That We Have First Raised A Dust, And Then Complain, We Cannot See.