Nature Goes Her Own Way, And All

People Always Fancy That We Must Become Old To Become Wise; But, In Truth, As Years Advance, It Is Hard To Keep Ourselves As Wise As We Were.

Only The Heart Without A Stain Knows Ease.

Superstition Is The Poetry Of Life. It Is Inherent In Man's Nature; And When We Think It Is Wholly Eradicated, It Takes Refuge In The Strangest Holes And Corners, Whence It Peeps Out All At Once, As Soon As It Can Do It With Safety.

Normally, People Believe That, If They Hear Just Words, That These Words Must Lead To Some Thought.

Mastery Is Proven Only In Limitation, And Law Alone Can Give Us Freedom.