A true teacher defends his students against his own personal influences.
Every sin provokes its punishment.
The head best leaves to the heart what the heart alone divines.
Nature is the armory of genius. Cities serve it poorly, books and colleges at second hand; the eye craves the spectacle of the horizon; of mountain, ocean, river and plain, the clouds and stars; actual contact with the elements, sympathy with the seasons as they rise and roll.
Our ideals are our better selves.
Friendship is a plant that loves the sun, thrives ill under clouds.