The Graceful Tear That Streams For Others'

There Is No Book So Bad That Some Good Can Not Be Got Out Of It.

The Lust Of Avarice As So Totally Seized Upon Mankind That Their Wealth Seems Rather To Possess Them Than They Possess Their Wealth.

The World, And Whatever That Be Which We Call The Heavens, By The Vault Of Which All Things Are Enclosed, We Must Conceive To Be A Deity, To Be Eternal, Without Bounds, Neither Created Nor Subject At Any Time To Destruction. To Inquire What Is Beyond It Is No Concern Of Man; Nor Can The Human Mind Form Any Conjecture Concerning It.

The Largest Land Animal Is The Elephant, And It Is The Nearest To Man In Intelligence: It Understands The Language Of Its Country And Obeys Orders, Remembers Duties That It Has Been Taught, Is Pleased By Affection And By Marks Of Honour, Nay More It Possesses Virtues Rare Even In Man, Honesty, Wisdom, Justice, Also Respect For The Stars And Reverence For The Sun And Moon.

Among These Things, One Thing Seems Certain - That Nothing Certain Exists And That There Is Nothing More Pitiful Or More Presumptuous Than Man.