The old echoes are long in dying.

Home interprets heaven. Home is heaven for beginners.

So far from genius discarding law, rather is it the supreme joy of genius to re-enact the eternal and unwritten law in the chamber of its own intel-lect.

It is all a mistake that we cannot be good and manly without being scrupulously and studiously good. There is too much mechanism about our virtue.

Ideals we do not make. We discover, not invent, them.

The man who lives by himself and for himself is likely to be corrupted by the company he keeps.

In a life which has meaning in it, past and future sustain each other.