Quote#Speech
What is Logicke but the highe waie to wrangling, contayning in it a…
Quote byThomas Nashe · 1567–1601
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: An Almond for a Parrot (1590).
English (original)
What is Logicke but the highe waie to wrangling, contayning in it a world of bibble babble. Neede we anie of your Greeke, Latine, Hebrue, or anie such gibbrige, when wee have the word of God in English?
— Thomas Nashe
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