The human mind is generally far more eager to praise or dispraise than it is to describe and define.
All possible knowledge, then, depends on the validity of reasoning...Unless human reasoning is valid no science can be true.
Ink is the great cure for all human ills.
Human intellect is incurably abstract.
It is by human avarice or human stupidity, not by the churlishness of nature, that we have poverty and overwork.
To the Ancients, Friendship seemed the happiest and most fully human of all loves... The modern world in comparison, ignores it.