The breath of the mind is attention.

Whence? wither? why? how? - these questions cover all philosophy.

To reason, to argue. It is to walk with crutches in search of the truth. We come to it with a leap.

There is an admiration which is the daughter of knowledge.

Attention is like a narrow mouthed vessel; pour into it what you have to say cautiously, and, as it were, drop by drop.

Common sense suits itself to the ways of the world. Wisdom tries to confirm to the ways of heaven.

Liquid, flowing words are the choicest and the best, if language is regarded as music. But when it is considered as a picture, then there are rough words which are very telling, they make their mark.