Many can argue - not many converse.
A work of real merit finds favor at last.
Ignorance is innocence - stupidity comes with experience
Truth is sensitive and jealous of the least encroachment upon its sacredness.
Nature is the armory of genius. Cities serve it poorly, books and colleges at second hand; the eye craves the spectacle of the horizon; of mountain, ocean, river and plain, the clouds and stars; actual contact with the elements, sympathy with the seasons as they rise and roll.
Would Shakespeare and Raleigh have done their best, would that galaxy have shone so bright in the heavens had there been no Elizabeth on the throne?