David Hume Quote

Four seasons fill the measure of the year; there are four seasons in the mind of man

A thing of beauty is a joy forever; its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness

Immigrant: An unenlightened person who thinks one country better than another

My imagination is a monastery and I am its monk

Reading is to the mind what exercise is to the body

Talking with a friend is nothing else but thinking aloud