One saves oneself much pain, by taking pains; much trouble, by taking trouble.

Some men so dislike the dust kicked up by the generation they belong to, that, being unable to pass, they lag behind it.

Many men spend their lives in gazing at their own shadows, and so dwindle away into shadows thereof.

Philosophy cannot raise the commonalty up to her level: so, if she is to become popular, she must sink to theirs.

The poet sees things as they look. Is this having a faculty the less? or a sense the more?

Life is the hyphen between matter and spirit.

Every wise man lives in an observatory.