The primary wisdom is intuition.
It is said that when manners are licentious, a revolution is always near: the virtue of woman being the main girth and bandage ofsociety; because a man will not lay up an estate for children any longer than whilst he believes them to be his own.
Every man is a divinity in disguise, a god playing the fool.
The louder he talked of his honor, the faster we counted our spoons.
The tempered light of the woods is like a perpetual morning.
Democracy is morose, and runs to anarchy.