My letters, for the future will come to you, not from a School House but from the Cell of an Hermit. I am removed from Worcester to Braintree where I live secluded from all the Cares and Fatigues of busy Life in a Chamber which no mortal Visits but myself except once in a day to make my Bed. A Chamber which is furnished in a very curious manner, with all sorts of Hermetical Utensils. Here, no...
Vulnus alit Venis, et caeco carpitur igni. Alo, alere, alui, alitum, to nourish. Vulnus, a Wound or Hurt. Carpo, carpere, carpsi, carptum, to waste away. Carpor to be troubled . Carpitur, is consumed, wasted. He nourishes a Wound in his Veins, and is consumed with a blind hidden fire.—Warner, Fessenden, Clark, Cranch, Quincy. All of them cherished by their incessant Thinking, the Wound in...
3[A Letter to Richard Cranch about Orlinda, a Letter on Employing One’s Mind, and Reflections on Procrastination, Genius … (Adams Papers)
What is Wisdom? Is it, to write dramatic Poetry, like Milton or Shakespear? Is it to write on Astronomy and Physicks like Newton, or is it to know the human mind like Lock? Does it consist in Genius and Learning? No Genius and Learning have been oftener mad than wise. It is not to Act or think beyond man kind. Say was there most of Cruelty or of Cunning in sealing up this cruel scroll this...