Mere Curiosity Adds Wings To Every Step.

It Is A Great Pleasure To Transport One's-self Into The Spirit Of The Times; To See How A Wise Man Has Thought Before Us, And To What A Glorious Height We Have At Last Carried It.

Nature Is So Perfect That The Trinity Couldn't Have Fashioned Her Any More Perfect. She Is An Organ On Which Our Lord Plays And The Devil Works The Bellows.

One Criticizes The English For Carrying Their Teapots Wherever They Go, Even Lugging Them Up Mount Etna. But Doesn't Every Nationhave Its Teapot, In Which, Even When Traveling, It Brews The Dried Bundles Of Herbs Brought From Home?

You Will Find The Most Pronounced Hatred Of Other Nations On The Lowest Cultural Levels. There Is, Though, A Level Where The Hatred Disappears Completely And Where One So To Speak Stands Above The Nations And Where One Experiences Fortune Or Misfortune Of A Neighboring Country As If They Had Happened To One's Own.

Everyone Is Deceived In His Hopes, Cheated In His Expectations.