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There Is Always A Sheet Of Paper. There Is Always A Pen. There Is Always A Way Out.

One Horse-laugh Is Worth Ten Thousand Syllogisms. It Is Not Only More Effective; It Is Also Vastly More Intelligent.

He Sailed Through American History Like A Steel Ship Loaded With Monoliths Of Granite.

A Bad Man Is The Sort Who Weeps Every Time He Speaks Of A Good Woman.

Only To Often On Meeting Scientific Men, Even Those Of Genuine Distiction, One Finds That They Are Dull Fellows And Very Stupid. They Know One Thing To Excess; They Know Nothing Else. Pursuing Facts Too Doggedly And Unimaginatively, They Miss All The Charming Things That Are Not Facts. ... Too Much Learning, Like Too Little Learning, Is An Unpleasant And Dangerous Thing.