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(Berowne:) What is the end of study, let me know?
(King:) What, that to know which else we should read more
(Berowne:) What is the end of study, let me know?
(King:) What, that to know which else we should not know.
(Berowne:) Things hid and barred, you mean, from common sense?
(King:) Ay, that is study's godlike recompense.
Before we can study the central issues of life today, we must destroy the prejudices and fallacies born of previous read more
Before we can study the central issues of life today, we must destroy the prejudices and fallacies born of previous centuries
If I were again beginning my studies, I would follow the advice of Plato and start with mathematics.
If I were again beginning my studies, I would follow the advice of Plato and start with mathematics.
The noblest exercise of the mind within doors, and most befitting a person of quality, is study.
The noblest exercise of the mind within doors, and most befitting a person of quality, is study.
You are in some brown study.
You are in some brown study.
He who devotes sixteen hours a day to hard study may become at sixty as wise as he thought himself read more
He who devotes sixteen hours a day to hard study may become at sixty as wise as he thought himself at twenty.
The world's great men have not commonly been great scholars, nor its great scholars great men.
The world's great men have not commonly been great scholars, nor its great scholars great men.
I know what I should love to do--to build a study; to write, and to think of nothing else. I read more
I know what I should love to do--to build a study; to write, and to think of nothing else. I want to bury myself in a den of books. I want to saturate myself with the elements of which they are made, and breathe their atmosphere until I am of it. Not a bookworm, being which is to give off no utterances; but a man in the world of writing--one with a pen that shall stop men to listen to it, whether they wish to or not.
O Granta! sweet Granta! where studious of ease,
I slumbered seven years, and then lost by degrees.
O Granta! sweet Granta! where studious of ease,
I slumbered seven years, and then lost by degrees.
