Fie On The Eloquence That Leaves Us

The Thing I Fear Most Is Fear.

Not Because Socrates Said So, But Because It Is In Truth My Own Disposition — And Perchance To Some Excess — I Look Upon All Men As My Compatriots, And Embrace A Pole As A Frenchman, Making Less Account Of The National Than Of The Universal And Common Bond.

How Many Condemnations I Have Witnessed More Criminal Than The Crime!

We Only Labor To Stuff The Memory, And Leave The Conscience And The Understanding Unfurnished And Void.

The Sage Says That All That Is Under Heaven Incurs The Same Law And The Same Fate.