So near is falsehood to truth that a wise man would do well not to trust himself on the narrow edge

So near is falsehood to truth that a wise man would do well not to trust himself on the narrow edge.

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The life of the dead is placed in the memory of the living.

A home without books is a body without soul.

Take from a man his reputation for probity, and the more shrewd and clever he is, the more hated and mistrusted he becomes.

Nothing stands out so conspicuously, or remains so firmly fixed in the memory, as something which you have blundered.

To see what is in front of one's nose needs a constant struggle.

The further a society drifts from the truth, the more it will hate those who speak it.

Remember there's a big difference between kneeling down and bending over.

When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose.