Affectation Is The Product Of Falsehood.

Histories Are A Kind Of Distilled Newspapers.

I Never Heard Tell Of Any Clever Man That Came Of Entirely Stupid People.

A Strong Mind Always Hopes, And Has Always Cause To Hope.

Generations Are As The Days Of Toilsome Mankind; Death And Birth Are The Vesper And The Matin Bells That Summon Mankind To Sleep And To Rise Refreshed For New Advancement. What The Father Has Made, The Son Can Make And Enjoy; But Has Also Work Of His Own Appointed Him. Thus All Things Wax And Roll Onwards: Arts, Establishments, Opinions, Nothing Is Ever Completed, But Ever Completing.

It Is Not Honest Inquiry That Makes Anarchy; But It Is Error, Insincerity, Half Belief And Untruth That Make It.