How Few Friends Would Remain Friends If

We Can See Nothing Whatever Of The Soul Unless It Is Visible In The Expression Of The Countenance; One Might Call The Faces At A Large Assembly Of People A History Of The Human Soul Written In A Kind Of Chinese Ideograms.

To Grow Wiser Means To Learn To Know Better And Better The Faults To Which This Instrument With Which We Feel And Judge Can Be Subject.

One Cannot Demand Of A Scholar That He Show Himself A Scholar Everywhere In Society, But The Whole Tenor Of His Behavior Must None The Less Betray The Thinker, He Must Always Be Instructive, His Way Of Judging A Thing Must Even In The Smallest Matters Be Such That People Can See What It Will Amount To When, Quietly And Self-collected, He Puts This Power To Scholarly Use.

How Happily Some People Would Live If They Troubled Themselves As Little About Other People's Business As About Their Own.

He Swallowed A Lot Of Wisdom, But All Of It Seems To Have Gone Down The Wrong Way.