Look into your own heart because who looks outside, dreams, but who looks inside awakes.

And have you never known the pleasure and triumph of a lucky guess? I pity you. I thought you cleverer; for depend upon it, a lucky guess is never merely luck. There is always some talent in it.

There is, I believe, in every disposition a tendency to some particular evil, a natural defect, which not even the best education can overcome." "And your defect is a propensity to hate everybody." "And yours," he replied with a smile, "is wilfully to misunderstand them.

I am only resolved to act in that manner, which will, in my own opinion, constitute my happiness, without reference to you, or to any person so wholly unconnected with me.

How can you contrive to write so even?

It is particularly incumbent on those who never change their opinion, to be secure of judging properly at first.

...I will not allow books to prove any thing." "But how shall we prove any thing?" "We never shall.