Errors Belong To Libraries; Truth, To The

The Public Wishes Itself To Be Managed Like A Woman; One Must Say Nothing To It Except What It Likes To Hear.

Modern Poets Mix Too Much Water With Their Ink. [ger., Neuere Poeten Thun Viel Wasser In Die Tinte.]

A Teacher Who Can Arouse A Feeling For One Single Good Action, For One Single Good Poem, Accomplishes More Than He Who Fills Our Memory With Rows And Rows Of Natural Objects, Classified With Name And Form.

Should I Not Be Proud, When For Twenty Years I Have Had To Admit To Myself That The Great Newton And All The Mathematicians And Noble Calculators Along With Him Were Involved In A Decisive Error With Respect To The Doctrine Of Color, And That I Among Millions Was The Only One Who Knew What Was Right In This Great Subject Of Nature?

Faith Is A Homely, Private Capital; As There Are Public Savings-banks And Poor Funds, Out Of Which In Times Of Want We Can Relieve The Necessities Of Individuals, So Here The Faithful Take Their Coin In Peace.