Against stupidity the very gods themselves contend in vain.
There is room in the smallest cottage for a happy loving pair.
In the case of a creative mind, it seems to me, the intellect has withdrawn its watchers from the gates, and the ideas rush in pell-mell and only then does it review and inspect the multitudes.
Forgiveness is the finding again of a lost possession.
Heaven and earth fight in vain against a dunce!
The mind is the eyesight of the soul.