One does not see his thought distinctly till it is reflected in the image of another's.
Our notion of the perfect society embraces the family as its center and ornament, and this paradise is not secure until children appear to animate and complete the picture.
Wherever comes man comes tragedy and comedy also.
Civilization degrades many in order to exalt the few.
Experience converts us to ourselves when books fail us.
A work of real merit finds favor at last.