You Can Never Be Wise

There Is In This World No Real Delight (excepting Those Of Sensuality), But Exchange Of Ideas In Conversation.

The Dependant Who Cultivates Delicacy In Himself Very Little Consults His Own Tranquillity.

Every Other Author May Aspire To Praise; The Lexicographer Can Only Hope To Escape Reproach.

People In General Do Not Willingly Read If They Have Anything Else To Amuse Them.

The Roads Of Science Are Narrow, So That They Who Travel Them, Must Wither Follow Or Meet One Another.