With Little Wit And Ease To Suit

Man Knows Himself Only Insofar As He Knows The World, Becoming Aware Of It If Only Within Himself, And Of Himself Self Only Within It. Each New Subject, Well Observed, Opens Up Within Us A New Organ Of Thought.

The Assault Of Our Enemies Is Not Part Of Our Life; It Is Only Part Of Our Experience; We Throw It Off And Guard Ourselves Against It As Against Frost, Storm, Rain, Hail, Or Any Other Of The External Evils Which May Be Expected To Happen.

To Think Is Easy. To Act Is Difficult. To Act As One Thinks Is The Most Difficult.

Error Is Acceptable As Long As We Are Young; But One Must Not Drag It Along Into Old Age.

The Heights Charm Us, But The Steps Do Not; With The Mountain In Our View We Love To Walk The Plains.