We Must Form Our Minds By Reading

Prune What Is Turgid, Elevate What Is Commonplace, Arrange What Is Disorderly, Introduce Rhythm Where The Language Is Harsh, Modify Where It Is Too Absolute.

Our Minds Are Like Our Stomaches; They Are Whetted By The Change Of Their Food, And Variety Supplies Both With Fresh Appetite.

Let Us Never Adopt The Maxim, Rather Lose Our Friend Than Our Jest.

Minds That Are Stupid And Incapable Of Science Are In The Order Of Nature To Be Regarded As Monsters And Other Extraordinary Phenomena; Minds Of This Sort Are Rare. Hence I Conclude That There Are Great Resources To Be Found In Children, Which Are Suffered To Vanish With Their Years. It Is Evident, Therefore, That It Is Not Of Nature, But Of Our Own Negligence, We Ought To Complain.

Medicine For The Dead Is Too Late