The Present Is A Powerful Deity. [ger.,

Should I Not Be Proud, When For Twenty Years I Have Had To Admit To Myself That The Great Newton And All The Mathematicians And Noble Calculators Along With Him Were Involved In A Decisive Error With Respect To The Doctrine Of Color, And That I Among Millions Was The Only One Who Knew What Was Right In This Great Subject Of Nature?

Divide And Command, A Wise Maxim; Unite And Guide, A Better.

Thou Tremblest Before Anticipated Ills, And Still Bemoanest What Thou Never Losest.

He Who Does Not See The Whole World In His Friends, Does Not Deserve That The World Should Hear Of Him.

Literature Is A Fragment Of A Fragment. Of All That Ever Happened, Or Has Been Said, But A Fraction Has Been Written; And Of This But Little Is Extant.