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That Which Offends The Ear Will Not Easily Gain Admission To The Mind.

The Perfection Of Art Is To Conceal Art.

Virtue, Though She Gets Her Beginning From Nature, Yet Receives Her Finishing Touches From Learning.

Too Exact, And Studious Of Similitude Rather Than Of Beauty. [lat., Nimis In Veritate, Et Similitudinis Quam Pulchritudinis Amantior.]

A Man Who Tries To Surpass Another May Perhaps Succeed In Equaling Inot Actually Surpassing Him, But One Who Merely Follows Can Never Quite Come Up With Him: A Follower, Necessarily, Is Always Behind.