Ambition Is A Vice, But

It Seldom Happens That A Premature Shoot Of Genius Ever Arrives At Maturity.

Our Minds Are Like Our Stomaches; They Are Whetted By The Change Of Their Food, And Variety Supplies Both With Fresh Appetite.

The Gifts Of Nature Are Infinite In Their Variety, And Mind Differs From Mind Almost As Much As Body From Body.

There Is No One Who Would Not Rather Appear To Know Than To Be Taught.

Give Bread To A Stranger, In The Name Of The Universal Brotherhood Which Binds Together All Men Under The Common Father Of Nature.