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Category Archive: 1799
To be ignorant of one’s ignorance is the malady of the ignorant.
‘Extremes meet’, as the whiting said with its tail in its mouth.
One must be a wise reader to quote wisely and well.
Frost is the greatest artist in our clime – he paints in nature and describes in rime.
Who knows, the mind has the key to all things besides.
To attempt to advise conceited people is like whistling against the wind.
Some minds improve by travel, others, rather, resemble copper wire, or brass, which get the narrower by going farther.
While one finds company in himself and his pursuits, he cannot feel old, no matter what his years may be.
Observation more than books and experience more than persons, are the prime educators.