Medicine for the dead is too late
Let us never adopt the maxim, Rather lose our friend than our jest.
It is the nurse that the child first hears, and her words that he will first attempt to imitate.
Our minds are like our stomaches; they are whetted by the change of their food, and variety supplies both with fresh appetite.
We must form our minds by reading deep rather than wide.
That which offends the ear will not easily gain admission to the mind.