He Who Is And Remains True To

Stupidity Is Without Anxiety.

The Theater Has Often Been At Variance With The Pulpit; They Ought Not To Quarrel. How Much Is It To Be Wished That In Both The Celebration Of Nature And Of God Were Intrusted To None But Men Of Noble Minds.

All Ages Have Said And Repeated That One Should Strive To Know One's Self. This Is A Strange Demand Which No One Up To Now Has Measured Up To And, Strictly Considered, No One Should. With All Their Study And Effort, People Are Directed To What Is Outside, To The World About Them, And They Are Kept Busy Coming To Know This And To Master It To The Extent That Their Purposes Require. . . . How Can You Come To Know Yourself? Never By Thinking, Always By Doing. Try To Do Your Duty, And You'll Know Right Away What You Amount To. And What Is Your Duty? Whatever The Day Calls For.

Go To The Place Where The Thing You Wish To Know Is Native; Your Best Teacher Is There. Where The Thing You Wish To Know Is So Dominant That You Must Breathe Its Very Atmosphere, There Teaching Is Moat Thorough, And Learning Is Most Easy. You Acquire A Language Most Readily In The Country Where It Is Spoken; You Study Mineralogy Boat Among Miners; And So With Everything Else.

There Is Nothing More Frightful Than Ignorance In Action.