Talents Are Nurtured Best In Solitude, But

Over The Trackless Past, Somewhere, Lie The Lost Days Of Our Tropic Youth, Only Regained By Faith And Prayer, Only Recalled By Prayer And Plaint, Each Lost Day Has Its Patron Saint!

The Highest Happiness Of Man ... Is To Have Probed What Is Knowable And Quietly To Revere What Is Unknowable.

What Have The Germans Gained By Their Boasted Freedom Of The Press, Except The Liberty Of Abusing Each Other As They Like?

If You Want To Reach The Infinite, Then Explore Every Aspect Of The Finite.

Nothing Is More Fearful Than Imagination Without Taste.