John Locke

Th' an'am an Dhia, but there it is--
The dawn on the hills of Ireland.
God's angels read more

Th' an'am an Dhia, but there it is--
The dawn on the hills of Ireland.
God's angels lifting the night's black veil
From the fair sweet face of my sireland!
O Ireland, isn't it grand, you look
Like a bride in her rich adornin',
And with all the pent up love of my heart
I bid you the top of the morning.

Good and evil, reward and punishment, are the only motives to a rational creature: these are the spur and reins read more

Good and evil, reward and punishment, are the only motives to a rational creature: these are the spur and reins whereby all mankind are set on work, and guided

Reading furnishes the mind only with materials for knowledge; it is thinking that makes what we read ours.

Reading furnishes the mind only with materials for knowledge; it is thinking that makes what we read ours.

The thoughts that come often unsought, and, as it were, drop into the mind, are commonly the most valuable of read more

The thoughts that come often unsought, and, as it were, drop into the mind, are commonly the most valuable of any we have.

To love truth for truth's sake is the principal part of human perfection in this world, and the seed-plot of read more

To love truth for truth's sake is the principal part of human perfection in this world, and the seed-plot of all other virtues.