The First Years Of Man

I Have Found Men To Be More Kind Than I Expected, And Less Just.

A Man May Be So Much Of Everything That He Is Nothing Of Anything.

Politics Are Now Nothing More Than Means Of Rising In The World.

Some Read For Style, And Some For Argument: One Has Little Care About The Sentiment, He Observes Only How It Is Expressed; Another Regards Not The Conclusion, But Is Diligent To Mark How It Is Inferred; They Read For Other Purposes Than The Attainment Of Practical Knowledge; And Are No More Likely To Grow Wise By An Examination Of A Treatise Of Moral Prudence, Than An Architect To Inflame His Devotion By Considering Attentively The Proportions Of A Temple.

The Two Offices Of Memory Are Collection And Distribution.