Perhaps nobody ever accomplishes all that he feels lies in him to do; but nearly every one who tries his power touches the walls of his being.

It is fortunate that each generation does not comprehend its own ignorance. We are thus enabled to call our ancestors barbarous.

The world so quickly adjusts itself after any loss, that the return of the departed would nearly always throw it, even the circle most interested, into confusion.

The boy who expects every morning to open into a new world finds that today is like yesterday, but he believes tomorrow will be different.

There was never a nation that became great until it came to the knowledge that it had nowhere in the world to go for help.

Each age has its choice of the death it will die.

We are half ruined by conformity, but we should be wholly ruined without it.