Nature… She pardons no mistakes. Her yea is yea, and her nay, nay.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
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A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds, adored by little statesmen and philosophers and divines.
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The easy confidence with which I know another man’s religion is folly teaches me to suspect that my own is also.
The beginning of an acquaintance whether with persons or things is to get a definite outline of our ignorance.
One cause, which is not always observed, of the insufficiency of riches, is that they very seldom make their owner rich.
That was Youth with its reckless exuberance when all things were possible pursued by Age where we are now, looking back at what we destroyed, what we tore away from that self who could do more, and its work that’s become my enemy because that’s what I can tell you about, that Youth who could do anything.
Your manuscript is both good and original; but the parts that are good are not original, and the parts that are original are not good.
No man ever believes that the Bible means what it says: He is always convinced that it says what he means.