Though Familiarity May Not Breed Contempt, It

He Will Never Have True Friends Who Is Afraid Of Making Enemies.

If Our Hours Were All Serene, We Might Probably Take Almost As Little Note Of Them As The Dial Does Of Those That Are Clouded.

This Is The Test And Triumph Of Originality, Not To Show Us What Has Never Been, And What We May Therefore Very Easily Never Have Dreamt Of, But To Point Out To Us What Is Before Our Eyes And Under Our Feet, Though We Have Had No Suspicion Of Its Existence, For Want Of Sufficient Strength Of Intuition, Of Determined Grasp Of Mind To Seize And Retain It.

It Is The Vice Of Scholars To Suppose That There Is No Knowledge In The World But That Of Books.

Those Are Ever The Most Ready To Do Justice To Others, Who Feel That The World Has Done Them Justice.