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But honest instinct comes a volunteer; Sure never to o'er-shoot, but just to hit, While still too wide or short read more
But honest instinct comes a volunteer; Sure never to o'er-shoot, but just to hit, While still too wide or short in human wit.
A few strong instincts and a few plain rules.
A few strong instincts and a few plain rules.
Reasoning at every step he treads, Man yet mistakes his way, Whilst meaner things, whom instinct leads, Are rarely known read more
Reasoning at every step he treads, Man yet mistakes his way, Whilst meaner things, whom instinct leads, Are rarely known to stray.
The ideal condition would be, I admit, that men should be right by instinct; but since we are all likely read more
The ideal condition would be, I admit, that men should be right by instinct; but since we are all likely to go astray, The reasonable thing is to learn from those who can teach
How instinct varies in the grov'lling swine,
Compar'd, half-reasoning elephant, with thine!
'Twixt that and reason what read more
How instinct varies in the grov'lling swine,
Compar'd, half-reasoning elephant, with thine!
'Twixt that and reason what a nice barrier!
Forever sep'rate, yet forever near!
Metaphysics is the finding of bad reasons for what we believe upon instinct; but to find these reasons is no read more
Metaphysics is the finding of bad reasons for what we believe upon instinct; but to find these reasons is no less an instinct.
I believe in instinct, not in reason. When reason is right, nine times out of ten it is impotent, and read more
I believe in instinct, not in reason. When reason is right, nine times out of ten it is impotent, and when it prevails, nine times out of ten it is wrong.
But honest instinct comes a volunteer;
Sure never to o'er-shoot, but just to hit,
While still too read more
But honest instinct comes a volunteer;
Sure never to o'er-shoot, but just to hit,
While still too wide or short in human wit.
As the traveler who has lost his way, throws his reins on his horse's neck, and trusts to the instinct read more
As the traveler who has lost his way, throws his reins on his horse's neck, and trusts to the instinct of the animal to find his road, so must we do with the divine animal who carries us through this world