Edison Haines Wise sayings often fall on barren ground, but a kind word is never thrown away. Error of opinion may be tolerated where reason is left free to combat it. That is the sort of English up with which I will not put. One half the world cannot understand the pleasures of the other. The life so short, the craft so long to learn.
Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some few to be chewed and digested.
Never in the field of human conflict was so much owed by so many to so few. Let me count the ways. Two things fill the mind with ever new and increasing wonder and awe, the more often and the more seriously reflection concentrates upon them, the starry heaven above me, and the moral law within me. My head is bloody, but unbowed. To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.