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Priding himself in the pursuits of an inglorious ease.
[Lat., Studiis florentem ignobilis oti.]
Priding himself in the pursuits of an inglorious ease.
[Lat., Studiis florentem ignobilis oti.]
No student knows his subject: the most he knows is where and how to find out the things he does read more
No student knows his subject: the most he knows is where and how to find out the things he does not know.
Beholding the bright countenance of truth in the quiet and still
air of delightful studies.
Beholding the bright countenance of truth in the quiet and still
air of delightful studies.
Some people study all their life, and at their death they have learned everything except to think.
Some people study all their life, and at their death they have learned everything except to think.
Histories make men wise; poets, witty; the mathematics, subtile;
natural philosophy, deep; morals, grave; logic and rhetoric, able
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Histories make men wise; poets, witty; the mathematics, subtile;
natural philosophy, deep; morals, grave; logic and rhetoric, able
to contend.
Get over the idea that only children should spend their time in study. Be a student so long as you read more
Get over the idea that only children should spend their time in study. Be a student so long as you still have something to learn, and this will mean all your life.
Study is like the heaven's glorious sun,
That will not be deep-searched with saucy looks:
Small have read more
Study is like the heaven's glorious sun,
That will not be deep-searched with saucy looks:
Small have continual plodders ever won,
Save base authority from others' books.
Our delight in any particular study, art, or science rises and improves in proportion to the application which we bestow read more
Our delight in any particular study, art, or science rises and improves in proportion to the application which we bestow upon it. Thus, what was at first an exercise becomes at length an entertainment.
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.