The soul that has no established aim loses itself

Reason has so many forms that we do not know which to choose-Experiment has no fewer.

The receipts of cookery are swelled to a volume, but a good stomach excels them all; to which nothing contributes more than industry and temperance.

The soul that has no established aim loses itself

Arts and sciences are not cast in a mould, but are found and perfected by degrees, by often handling and polishing.

As great enmities spring from great friendships, and mortal distempers from vigorous health, so do the most surprising and the wildest frenzies from the high and lively agitations of our souls.

I know well what I am fleeing from but not what I am in search of.