The Wise Man Is Satisfied With Nothing.

We Cannot Perform Our Tasks To The Best Of Our Power, Unless We Think Well Of Our Own Capacity.

No Maxim Can Be More Pernicious Than That Which Would Teach Us To Consult The Temper Of The Times, And To Tell Only So Much As We Imagine Our Contemporaries Will Be Able To Bear.

There Is No Sphere In Which A Human Being Can Be Supposed To Act Where One Mode Of Reasoning Will Not, In Every Given Instance, Be More Reasonable Than Any Other Mode. That Mode The Being Is Bound By Every Principle Of Justice To Pursue.

If He Who Employs Coercion Against Me Could Mould Me To His Purposes By Argument, No Doubt He Would. He Pretends To Punish Me Because His Argument Is Strong; But He Really Punishes Me Because His Argument Is Weak.

The Subtleties Of Mathematics Defecate The Grossness Of Our Apprehension, And Supply The Elements Of A Sounder And Severer Logic.