Wise People Are Foolish If They Cannot

On The Highest Throne In The World, We Still Sit Only On Our Own Bottom.

Rash And Incessant Scolding Runs Into Custom And Renders Itself Despised.

And Obstinacy Is The Sister Of Constancy, At Least In Vigour And Stability.

Their [the Skeptics'] Way Of Speaking Is: "i Settle Nothing. . . . I Do Not Understand It. . . . Nothing Seems True That May Not Seem False." Their Sacramental Word Is . . . , Which Is To Say, I Suspend My Judgment.

If I Were Of The Trade, I Should Naturalize Art As Much As They "artialize" Nature.