When they order us to love three, four, or fifty degrees of things above ourselves, they do like archers, who, to hit the white, take their aim a great deal higher than the butt; to make a crooked stick straight, we bend it the contrary way.
Endroit: CHAPTER X · ¶4816 Licence: Public domain · Source Le texte est donné tel que dans l'édition, sans retouche.