The mind is not, I know, a highway, but a temple, and its doors should not be carelessly left open.

Yet it were sin, if indolence or coldness excluded what had a claim to enter; and I doubt whether, in the eyes of pure intelligence, an ill-grounded hasty rejection be not a greater sign of weakness than an ill-grounded and hasty faith.
I will quote, as my best plea, the saying of a man old in years, but not in heart, and whose long life has been distinguished by that clear adaptation of means to ends which gives the credit of practical wisdom.

He wrote to his child, "I have lived too long, and seen too much, to be _in_ credulous." Noble the thought, no less so its frank expression, instead of saws of caution, mean advices, and other modern instances.

Such was the romance of Socrates when he bade his disciples "sacrifice a cock to AEsculapius." _Old Church._ You are always so quick-witted and voluble, Free Hope, you don't get time to see how often you err, and even, perhaps, sin and blaspheme.

The Author of all has intended to confine our knowledge within certain boundaries, has given us a short span of time for a certain probation, for which our faculties are adapted.