Books Are The Money Of Literature, But

I Am Content With Nothing, Restless And Ambitious... And I Despise Myself For The Vanity, Which Formed Half The Stimulus To My Exertions. Oh Would That I Were One Of Those Plodding Wise Fools Who Having Once Set Their Hand To The Plough Go On Nothing Doubting.

I Would Rather Be The Offspring Of Two Apes Than Be A Man And Afraid To Face The Truth.

We Are Prone To See What Lies Behind Our Eyes, Rather Than What Apprears Before Them.

Science Is Simply Common Sense At Its Best.

No Mistake Is So Commonly Made By Clever People As That Of Assuming A Cause To Be Bad Because The Arguments Of Its Supporters Are, To A Great Extent, Nonsensical