A teacher should be sparing of his smile.

Knowledge, a rude unprofitable mass, the mere materials with which wisdom builds, till smoothed and squared and fitted to its place, does but encumber whom it seems to enrich. Knowledge is proud that he has learned so much; wisdom is humble that he knows no more.

Sends Nature forth the daughter of the skies... To dance on earth, and charm all human eyes.

O solitude, where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face? Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place.

A noisy man is always in the right.

He that runs may read.

Fanaticism, the false fire of an overheated mind.