Facts often contradict with truths.

Facts often contradict with truths.

Beside, he was a shrewd philosopher,
And had read ev'ry text and gloss over
Whate'er the crabbed'st read more

Beside, he was a shrewd philosopher,
And had read ev'ry text and gloss over
Whate'er the crabbed'st author hath,
He understood b' implicit faith.

O philosophy, life's guide! O searcher-out of virtue and
expeller of vices! What could we and every age of read more

O philosophy, life's guide! O searcher-out of virtue and
expeller of vices! What could we and every age of men have been
without thee? Thou hast produced cities; thou hast called men
scattered about into the social enjoyment of life.
[Lat., O vitae philosophia dux! O virtutis indagatrix,
expultrixque vitiorum! Quid non modo nos, sed omnino vita
hominum sine et esse potuisset? Tu urbes peperisti; tu
dissipatos homines in societatum vitae convocasti.]

Dubito ergo cogito; cogito ergo sum.(I doubt, therefore I think; I think therefore I am)

Dubito ergo cogito; cogito ergo sum.(I doubt, therefore I think; I think therefore I am)

You can tell whether a man is clever by his answers. You can tell whether a man is wise by read more

You can tell whether a man is clever by his answers. You can tell whether a man is wise by his questions.

I am sure it is one's duty as a teacher to try to show boys that no opinions, no tastes, read more

I am sure it is one's duty as a teacher to try to show boys that no opinions, no tastes, no emotions are worth much unless they are one's own. I suffered acutely as a boy from the lack of being shown this. - The Upton Letters.

No other job in the world could possibly dispossess one so completely as this job of teaching. You could stand read more

No other job in the world could possibly dispossess one so completely as this job of teaching. You could stand all day in a laundry, for instance, still in possession of your mind. But this teaching utterly obliterates you. It cuts right into your being: essentially, it takes over your spirit. It drags it out from where it would hide. - Spinster.

How charming is divine philosophy!
Not harsh, and crabbed, as full fools suppose,
But musical as is read more

How charming is divine philosophy!
Not harsh, and crabbed, as full fools suppose,
But musical as is Apollo's lute,
And a perpetual feast of nectar'd sweets,
Where no crude surfeit reigns.

That stone, . . .
Philosophers in vain so long have sought.

That stone, . . .
Philosophers in vain so long have sought.