Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control; these three alone lead one to sovereign power.

The world which credits what is done is cold to all that might have been.

You may tell me that my hand and foot are only imaginary symbols of my existence. I could believe you, but you never, never can convince me that the I is not an eternal reality, and that the spiritual is not the true and real part of me.

Happy he With such a mother! faith in womankind Beats with his blood, and trust in all things high Comes easy to him; and tho' he trip and fall, He shall not blind his soul with clay.

Sweet is every sound, sweeter the voice, but every sound is sweet.

Nor is it wiser to weep a true occasion lost, but trim our sails, and let old bygones be.

Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?