The love of reading enables a man to exchange the wearisome hours of
life, which come to every one, for hours of delight.--_Montesquieu._
There was, it is said, a criminal in Italy, who was suffered to make his
choice between Guicciardini and the galleys. He chose the history. But
the war of Pisa was too much for him. He changed his mind, and went to
the oars.--_Macaulay._
Exceedingly well read and profited in strange
concealments.--_Shakespeare._
The reader, who would follow a close reasoner to the summit of the
absolute principle of any one important subject, has chosen a
chamois-hunter for his guide. He cannot carry us on his shoulders; we
must strain our sinews, as he has strained his; and make firm footing on
the smooth rock for ourselves, by the blood of toil from our own
feet.--_Coleridge._
~Reason.~--Reason lies between the spur and the bridle.--_George Herbert._
Many are destined to reason wrongly; others not to reason at all; and
others to persecute those who do reason.--_Voltaire._
If reasons were as plenty as blackberries I would give no man a reason
upon compulsion.--_Shakespeare._
We can only reason from what is; we can reason on actualities, but not
on possibilities.--_Bolingbroke._
I do not call reason that brutal reason which crushes with its weight
what is holy and sacred; that malignant reason which delights in the
errors it succeeds in discovering; that unfeeling and scornful reason
which insults credulity.--_Joubert._
I have no other but a woman's reason: I think him so, because I think
him so.--_Shakespeare._
Reason 's progressive; instinct is complete: swift instinct leaps; slow
reason feebly climbs.--_Young._
Faith evermore looks upward and descries objects remote; but reason can
discover things only near,--sees nothing that's above her.--_Quarles._