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The Christian Religion, Though Scattered And Abroad Will In The End Gather Itself Together At The Foot Of The Cross.

A Stated Truth Loses Its Grace, But A Repeated Error Appears Insipid And Ridiculous.

There Is No Past We Can Bring Back By Longing For It. There Is Only An Eternal Now That Builds And Creates Out Of The Past Something New And Better.

We Don't Get To Know People When They Come To Us; We Must Go To Them To Find Out What They Are Like.

In All Our Academies We Attempt Far Too Much. ... In Earlier Times Lectures Were Delivered Upon Chemistry And Botany As Branches Of Medicine, And The Medical Student Learned Enough Of Them. Now, However, Chemistry And Botany Are Become Sciences Of Themselves, Incapable Of Comprehension By A Hasty Survey, And Each Demanding The Study Of A Whole Life, Yet We Expect The Medical Student To Understand Them. He Who Is Prudent, Accordingly Declines All Distracting Claims Upon His Time, And Limits Himself To A Single Branch And Becomes Expert In One Thing.