Love Is Blind, Friends Close Their Eyes

Against The Censurers Of Brevity. - Something Said Briefly Can Be The Fruit Of Much Long Thought: But The Reader Who Is A Novice In This Field, And Has As Yet Reflected On It Not At All, Sees In Everything Said Briefly Something Embryonic, Not Without Censuring The Author For Having Served Him Up Such Immature And Unripened Fare.

My Idea Of Paradise Is A Straight Line To Goal

Reason" In Language - Oh, What An Old Deceptive Female She Is! I Am Afraid We Are Not Rid Of God Because We Still Have Faith In Grammar.

Sleeping Is No Mean Art: For Its Sake One Must Stay Awake All Day.

Many Writers Are Neither Spirit Nor Wine, But Rather Spirits- Of-wine: They Can Catch Fire, And Then They Give Off Heat.