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Ignorance Is Less Remote From The Truth Than Prejudice.

The Pit Of A Theatre Is The One Place Where The Tears Of Virtuous And Wicked Men Alike Are Mingled.

Only A Very Bad Theologian Would Confuse The Certainty That Follows Revelation With The Truths That Are Revealed. They Are Entirely Different Things.

When One Compares The Talents One Has With Those Of A Leibniz , One Is Tempted To Throw Away One's Books And Go Die Quietly In The Dark Of Some Forgotten Corner.

If Your Little Savage Were Left To Himself And Be Allowed To Retain All His Ignorance, He Would In Time Join The Infant's Reasoning To The Grown Man's Passion, He Would Strangle His Father And Sleep With His Mother.