[science Is] The Desire To Know Causes.

One Of The Pleasantest Things In The World Is Going On A Journey; But I Like To Go By Myself.

Love And Joy Are Twins Or Born Of Each Other.

The True Barbarian Is He Who Thinks Everything Barbarous But His Own Tastes And Prejudices.

Anyone Who Has Passed Though The Regular Gradations Of A Classical Education, And Is Not Made A Fool By It, May Consider Himself As Having Had A Very Narrow Escape.

Whatever Is Placed Beyond The Reach Of Sense And Knowledge, Whatever Is Imperfectly Discerned, The Fancy Pieces Out At Its Leisure; And All But The Present Moment, But The Present Spot, Passion Claims For Its Own, And Brooding Over It With Wings Outspread, Stamps It With An Image Of Itself. Passion Is Lord Of Infinite Space, And Distant Objects Please Because They Border On Its Confines And Are Moulded By Its Touch.