If An Idiot Were To Tell You

Every Nerve That Can Thrill With Pleasure, Can Also Agonize With Pain.

No Error Is Infused Into The Young Mind, To Lie There Dormant, Or To Be Reproduced Only When The Subject Of Thought Or Action Recurs To Which The Error Belongs; But The Error Becomes A Model Or Archetype, After Whose Likeness The Active Powers Of The Mind Create A Thousand Other Errors.

Willmott Has Very Tersely Said That Embellished Truths Are The Illuminated Alphabet Of Larger Children.

School Is The Cheapest Police.

So Multifarious Are The Different Classes Of Truths, And So Multitudinous The Truths In Each Class, That It May Be Undoubtingly Affirmed That No Man Has Yet Lived Who Could So Much As Name All The Different Classes And Subdivisions Of Truths, And Far Less Anyone Who Was Acquainted With All The Truths Belonging To Any One Class. What Wonderful Extent, What Amazing Variety, What Collective Magnificence! And If Such Be The Number Of Truths Pertaining To This Tiny Ball Of Earth, How Must It Be In The Incomprehensible Immensity!