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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.
The mind of the scholar, if he would leave it large and liberal, should come in contact with other minds.
The mind of the scholar, if he would leave it large and liberal, should come in contact with other minds.
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.
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.
Studious of ease, and fond of humble things.
Studious of ease, and fond of humble things.
So study evermore is overshot.
While it doth study to have what it would,
It doth forget read more
So study evermore is overshot.
While it doth study to have what it would,
It doth forget to do the thing it should;
And when it hath the thing it hunteth most,
'Tis won as towns with fire; so won, so lost.
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.
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.