Man Is To Be Found In Reason,

I Have Never Yet Met Anyone Who Did Not Think It Was An Agreeable Sensation To Cut Tinfoil With Scissors.

To Write Brashly About Some Things, It Is Almost Necessary Not To Know Much About Them.

Deliberate Virtue Is Never Worth Much: The Virtue Of Feeling Or Habit Is The Thing.

Perhaps Pure Reason Without Heart Would Never Have Thought Of God.

If There Were Only Turnips And Potatoes In The World, Someone Would Complain That Plants Grow The Wrong Way.