Like The Watermen Who Advance Forward While

Books Are A Languid Pleasure.

Our Wisdom And Deliberation For The Most Part Follow The Lead Of Chance.

There Is Nothing Useless In Nature; Not Even Uselessness Itself

The Finest Lives In My Opinion Are The Common Model, Without Miracle And Without Extravagance.

Men Are Tormented By The Opinions They Have Of Things, And Not The Things Themselves.