Our belief in education is unbounded, our reverence for it is unfaltering, our loyalty to it is unshaken by reverses. Our passionate desire, not so much to acquire it as to bestow it, is the most animated of American traits.

Love is a malady, the common symptoms of which are the same in all patients.

People who pin their faith to a catchword never feel the necessity of understanding anything.

Sensuality, too, which used to show itself course, smiling, unmasked, and unmistakable, is now serious, analytic, and so burdened with a sense of its responsibilities that it passes muster half the time as a new type of asceticism.

An historian without political passions is as rare as a wasp without a sting.

Friendship takes time.

It is not easy to find happiness in ourselves, and it is not possible to find it elsewhere.