Saying Is One Thing And Doing Is

The Beginnings Of All Things Are Weak And Tender. We Must Therefore Be Clear-sighted In The Beginnings, For, As In Their Budding We Discern Not The Danger, So In Their Full Growth We Perceive Not The Remedy.

There Is No So Wretched And Coarse A Soul Wherein Some Particular Faculty Is Not Seen To Shine.

A Straight Oar Looks Bent In The Water. It Matters Not Merely That We See A Thing, But How We See It.

It Has Never Occurred To Me To Wish For Empire Or Royalty, Nor For The Eminence Of Those High And Commanding Fortunes. My Aim Lies Not In That Direction; I Love Myself Too Well.

What Kind Of Truth Is It Which Has These Mountains As Its Boundary And Is A Lie Beyond Them?