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Understanding Is The Beginning Of Approving.

Oh, Would That My Mind Could Let Fall Its Dead Ideas, As The Tree Does Its Withered Leaves!

I Find Just As Much Profit In Cultivating My Hates As My Loves.

Only Those Things Are Beautiful Which Are Inspired By Madness And Written By Reason.

Of Some Forty Families I Have Been Able To Observe, I Know Hardly Four In Which The Parents Do Not Act In Such A Way That Nothing Would Be More Desirable For The Child Than To Escape Their Influence.