Mostly The Loss Teaches Us

The Man Never Feels The Want Of What It Never Occurs To Him To Ask For.

As My Own Father Was Sick, And Miserably Tied To His Invalid's Chair, He Would Have Been Abandoned Had Not An Old Servant Performed For Him A So-called Service Of Love. My Mother Gave Parties While He Was Perishing In Solitude, And Amused Herself While He Was Suffering Bitter Agonies

There Is More To Be Learnt From Every Page Of David Hume Than From The Collected Philosophical Works Of Hegel, Herbart, And Schleiermacher Are Taken Together.

A Hedge Between Keeps Friendship Green.

Hope Is The Confusion Of The Desire For A Thing With Its Probability.