No man ever wetted clay and then left it, as if there would be bricks by chance and fortune.
The authors of great evils know best how to remove them.
Books delight to the very marrow of one's bones. They speak to us, consult with us, and join with us in a living and intense intimacy.
Those are greedy of praise prove that they are poor in merit.
Either is both, and Both is neither.
The omission of good is no less reprehensible than the commission of evil.