Where Everything Is Bad It

Where Everything Is Bad It Must Be Good To Know The Worst.

My External Sensations Are No Less Private To My Self Than Are My Thoughts Or My Feelings. In Either Case My Experience Falls Within My Own Circle, A Circle Closed On The Outside... The Whole World For Each Is Peculiar And Private To That Soul.

The Man Who Has Ceased To Fear Has Ceased To Care.

We Say That A Girl With Her Doll Anticipates The Mother. It Is More True, Perhaps, That Most Mothers Are Still But Children With Playthings.

The Deadliest Foe To Virtue Would Be Complete Self-knowledge.