We Are Led On, Like Little Children,

An Ass May Bray A Good While Before He Shakes The Stars Down.

Starting A Long Way Off The True Point, And Proceeding By Loops And Zigzags , We Now And Then Arrive Just Where We Ought To Be.

There Is No Killing The Suspicion That Deceit Has Once Begotten.

It Is Well Known To All Experienced Minds That Our Firmest Convictions Are Often Dependent On Subtle Impressions For Which Words Are Quite Too Coarse A Medium.

Those Who Trust Us Educate Us.