The fruit of my tree of knowledge is plucked, and it is this: “Adventures are to the adventurous.”
A canter is the cure for all evil.
Apologies only account for that which they do not alter.
O Music! Miraculous art! A blast of thy trumpet and millions rush forward to die; a peal of thy organ and uncounted nations sink down to pray.
Never apologize for showing feeling. When you do so, you apologize for the truth.
The art of conversation is to be prompt without being stubborn, to refute without argument, and to clothe great matters in a motley garb.