The desires to have one’s work understood, and oneself understood, are nearly opposite, and ought not to share a verb.
Error is boundless.
Nor hope nor doubt,
Though both be groundless,
Will average out.
When a man hears voices, they are never in doubt.
We complain to the gods that they don’t exist.
One ought to be exercised about injustice for the bad, but not inordinately.
We believe only what we can afford, and our stupid or vicious beliefs usually come cheap.
We are sometimes deceived that muddy waters run deep, more often that clear waters run shallow.
When there are two opposed opinions, each widely held, the truth generally lies on a large ellipse with those two points as the foci.
One does not defeat nonsense by refuting it.
Our ancestors attributed to the gods the vicissitudes of the weather, and we attribute to the President the vicissitudes of the stock market.
In our zeal to justify our opinions we neglect to justify having them at all.