“All is a-swarm with commentaries; of authors there is a dearth.”

“All is a-swarm with commentaries: of authors there is a dearth.”

“There is more ado to interpret interpretations than to interpret things, and more books upon books than upon any other subject; we do nothing but comment upon one another. Every place swarms with commentaries; of authors there is great scarcity.”

“We are all blockheads.”

“The beautiful souls are they that are unniversal, open, and ready for all things.”

“It is a small soul, buried beneath the weight of affairs, that does not know how to get clean away from them, that cannot put them aside and pick them up again.”

“I had rather fashion my mind than furnish it.”