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In Comparing Various Authors With One Another, I Have Discovered That Some Of The Gravest And Latest Writers Have Transcribed, Word For Word, From Former Works, Without Making Acknowledgment.

Wine Refreshes The Stomach, Sharpens The Appetite, Blunts Care And Sadness, And Conduces To Slumber.

Made Up Of The Glories Of The Most Precious Gems, To Describe Them Is A Matter Of Inexpressible Difficulty. For There Is Amongst Them The Gentler Fire Of The Ruby, There Is The Rich Purple Of The Amethyst, There Is The Sea-green Of The Emerald, And All Shining Together In An Indescribable Union. Others, By An Excessive Heightening Of Their Hues Equal All The Colours Of The Painter, Others The Flame Of Burning Brimstone, Or Of A Fire Quickened By Oil.

No One Is Wise At All Times.

The Most Disgraceful Cause Of The Scarcity [of Remedies] Is That Even Those Who Know Them Do Not Want To Point Them Out, As If They Were Going To Lose What They Pass On To Others.