The bookful blockhead, ignorantly read, With loads of learned lumber in his head.

For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight, His can't be wrong whose life is in the right.

The greatest magnifying glasses in the world are a man's own eyes when they look upon his own person.

Happy the man whose wish and care a few paternal acres bound, content to breathe his native air in his own ground.

A person who is too nice an observer of the business of the crowd, like one who is too curious in observing the labor of bees, will often be stung for his curiosity.

It appears to me we haven't learned very much.