There Is Not A More Mean, Stupid,

Learning Is, In Too Many Cases, But A Foil To Common Sense; A Substitute For True Knowledge.

In Exploring New And Doubtful Tracts Of Speculation, The Mind Strikes Out True And Original Views; As A Drop Of Water Hesitates At First What Direction It Will Take, But Afterwards Follows Its Own Course.

You Are Never Tired Of Painting, Because You Have To Set Down Not What You Know Already, But What You Have Just Discovered.

We Find Many Things To Which The Prohibition Of Them Constitutes The Only Temptation.

Old Friendships Are Like Meats Served Up Repeatedly, Cold, Comfortless, And Distasteful. The Stomach Turns Against Them.