The Apparent Ease With Which Children Learn

The Taste For Splendor Is Hardly Ever Combined In The Same Souls With The Taste For The Honorable.

There Is No Subjection So Perfect As That Which Keeps The Appearance Of Freedom.

The World Of Reality Has Its Limits; The World Of Imagination Is Boundless.

We Are Reduced To Asking Others What We Are. We Never Dare To Ask Ourselves.

The Abuse Of Books Kills Science. Believing That We Know What We Have Read, We Believe That We Can Dispense With Learning It.