But what do we know of the heart nearest to our own? What do we know of our own heart?

Love, like destiny, loves surprises.

... money trials are not the hardest, and somehow or other, they are always overcome.

Mediocrity is always in a rush; but whatever is worth doing at all is worth doing with consideration. For genius is nothing more nor less than doing well what anyone can do badly.

when we leave society and come into the presence of Nature, we become children again; and the fictions of thought and action assumed among men drop off like a garment.

... though mathematics may teach a man how to build a bridge, it is what the Scotch Universities call the humanities, that teach him to be civil and sweet-tempered.

Oh, the soul keeps its youth!