The intellect is a very nice whirligig toy, but how people take it seriously is more than I can understand.

What thou lovest well remains.

It doesn't matter which leg of your table you make first, so long as the table has four legs and will stand up solidly when you have finished it.

I have always thought the suicide should bump off at least one swine before taking off for parts unknown.

The sum of human wisdom is not contained in any one language, and no single language is capable of expressing all forms and degrees of human comprehension.

What thou lovest well remains, the rest is dross What thou lov'st well shall not be reft from thee What thou lov'st well is thy true heritage Whose world, or mine or theirs or is it of none? First came the seen, then thus the palpable Elysium, though it were in the halls of hell. What thou lovest well is thy true heritage.

Mass ought to be in Latin, unless you could do it in Greek or Chinese. In fact, any abracadabra that no bloody member of the public or half-educated ape of a clargimint could think he understood.