I Have Seen The Hippopotamus, Both Asleep

Western Literature Has Been More Influenced By The Bible Than Any Other Book.

I Would Rather Be Poor In A Cottage Full Of Books Than A King Without The Desire To Read.

Both In Individuals And In Masses Violent Excitement Is Always Followed By Remission, And Often By Reaction. We Are All Inclined To Depreciate Whatever We Have Overpraised, And, On The Other Hand, To Show Undue Indulgence Where We Have Shown Undue Rigor.

There Was, It Is Said, A Criminal In Italy Who Was Suffered To Make His Choice Between Guicciardini And The Galleys. He Chose The History. But The War Of Pisa Was Too Much For Him; He Changed His Mind, And Went To The Oars.

In The Infancy Of Civilization, When Our Island Was As Savage As New Guinea, When Letters And Arts Were Still Unknown To Athens, When Scarcely A Thatched Roofed Hut Stood On What Was Later The Site Of Rome, This Contemned People Had Their Fenced Cities And Cedar Palaces, Their Splendid Temple, Their Fleets Of Merchant Ships, Their Schools Of Sacred Learning, Their Great Statesmen And Soldiers, Their Natural Philosophers, Their Historians And Their Poets.