While We Are Examining Into

The Learned Understand The Reason Of Art; The Unlearned Feel The Pleasure.

It Is Easier To Do Many Things Than To Do One Thing Continuously For A Long Time.

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

Ambition Is A Vice, But It May Be The Father Of Virtue.

The Soul Languishing In Obscurity Contracts A Kind Of Rust, Or Abandons Itself To The Chimera Of Presumption; For It Is Natural For It To Acquire Something, Even When Separated From Any One.