All our knowledge begins with the senses, proceeds then to the understanding, and ends with reason. There is nothing higher read more

All our knowledge begins with the senses, proceeds then to the understanding, and ends with reason. There is nothing higher than reason.

All extremes does perfect reason flee,
And wishes to be wise quite soberly.
[Fr., La parfaite raison read more

All extremes does perfect reason flee,
And wishes to be wise quite soberly.
[Fr., La parfaite raison fuit toute extremite,
Et veut que l'on soit sage avec sobriete.]

I will it, I order it, let my will stand for a reason.
[Lat., Hoc volo, sic jubeo, sit read more

I will it, I order it, let my will stand for a reason.
[Lat., Hoc volo, sic jubeo, sit pro ratione voluntas.]

There is no reason to repeat bad history.

There is no reason to repeat bad history.

If you follow reason far enough it always leads to conclusions that are contrary to reason.

If you follow reason far enough it always leads to conclusions that are contrary to reason.

Anger is never without a reason, but seldom with a good one

Anger is never without a reason, but seldom with a good one

We love without reason, and without reason we hate.
[Fr., On aime sans raison, et sans raison l'on hait.]

We love without reason, and without reason we hate.
[Fr., On aime sans raison, et sans raison l'on hait.]

A man always has two reasons for doing anything--a good reason and the real reason.

A man always has two reasons for doing anything--a good reason and the real reason.

Two angels guide
The path of man, both aged and yet young.
As angels are, ripening through read more

Two angels guide
The path of man, both aged and yet young.
As angels are, ripening through endless years,
On one he leans: some call her Memory,
And some Tradition; and her voice is sweet,
With deep mysterious accords: the other,
Floating above, holds down a lamp with streams
A light divine and searching on the earth,
Compelling eyes and footsteps. Memory yields,
Yet clings with loving check, and shines anew,
Reflecting all the rays of that bright lamp
Our angel Reason holds. We had not walked
But for Tradition; we walk evermore
To higher paths by brightening Reason's lamp.