In levying taxes and in shearing sheep, it is well to stop when you get down to the skin.
The modern king has become a vermiform appendix: useless when quiet; when obtrusive, in danger of removal.
Wisdom grows in quiet places.
There is likely to be beauty wherever proportion exists.
Moral progress is a process of isolation; the mountain tops are lonely.
When you are dealing with a child, keep all your wits about you, and sit on the floor.