The Flavor Of Wine Is Like Delicate

Worship The Spirit Of Criticism. If Reduced To Itself It Is Not An Awakener Of Ideas Or A Stimulant To Great Things, But, Without It, Everything Is Fallible; It Always Has The Last Word.

Bernard Was Right. The Germ Is Nothing, The Terrain Is Everything.

The Flavor Of Wine Is Like Delicate Poetry.

Analogy Cannot Serve As Proof.

Do Not Put Forward Anything That You Cannot Prove By Experimentation.