He Complaines Wrongfully On The

Halfe The World Knowes Not How The Other Halfe Lies.

Science Stands, A Too Competant Servant, Behind Her Wrangling Underbred Masters, Holding Out Resources, Devices, And Remedies They Are Too Stupid To Use. ... And On Its Material Side, A Modern Utopia Must Needs Present These Gifts As Taken.

If Thou Do Ill, The Joy Fades, Not The Pains. If Well, The Pain Doth Fade, The Joy Remains.

The First Service A Child Doth His Father Is To Make Him Foolish.

Who Would Doe Ill Ne're Wants Occasion.