No two things differ more than hurry and despatch. Hurry is the mark of a weak mind; despatch of a strong one.

He that studies only men will get the body of knowledge without the soul; and he that studies only books, the soul without the body.

Pedantry crams our heads with learned lumber and takes out our brains to make room for it.

The seat of perfect contentment is in the head; for every individual is thoroughly satisfied with his own proportion of brains.

Mental pleasures never cloy; unlike those of the body, they are increased by reputation, approved by reflection, and strengthened by enjoyment.

The Grecian’s maxim would indeed be a sweeping clause in Literature; it would reduce many a giant to a pygmy; many a speech to a sentence; and many a folio to a primer.

There are truths which some men despise because they have not examined, and which they will not examine because they despise. There is one signal instance on record where this kind of prejudice was overcome by a miracle; but the age of miracles is past, while that of prejudice remains.