went through his manual with exactness! and having honoured his father and mother , made a low bow, and fell back to the side of the room.
Everything in this world, said my father, is big with jest,—and has wit in it, and instruction too,—if we can but find it out.
—Here is the scaffold work of Instruction , its true point of folly, without the building behind it.
—Here is the glass for pedagogues, preceptors, tutors, governors, gerund-grinders, and bear-leaders, to view themselves in, in their true dimensions.—
Oh! there is a husk and shell, Yorick , which grows up with learning, which their unskilfulness knows not how to fling away!
— Sciences may be learned by rote, but Wisdom not.
Yorick thought my father inspired.—I will enter into obligations this moment, said my father, to lay out all my aunt Dinah’s legacy in charitable uses (of which, by the by, my father had no high opinion), if the corporal has any one determinate idea annexed to any one word he has repeated.—Prithee, Trim , quoth my father, turning round to him,—What dost thou mean, by “ honouring thy father and mother? ”
Allowing them, an’ please your honour, three halfpence a day out of my pay, when they grow old.—And didst thou do that, Trim? said Yorick .—He did indeed, replied my uncle Toby .—Then, Trim , said Yorick , springing out of his chair, and taking the corporal by the hand, thou art the best commentator upon that part of the Decalogue; and I honour thee more for it, corporal Trim , than if thou hadst had a hand in the Talmud itself.