The great artist is a slave to his ideals.

There is great beauty in going through life without anxiety or fear. Half our fears are baseless, and the other half discreditable.

Justice, not the majority, should rule.

Love's sweetest meanings are unspoken; the full heart knows no rhetoric of words.

It may almost be held that the hope of commercial gain has done nearly as much for the cause of truth as even the love of truth.

False friends are like our shadow, keeping close to us while we walk in the sunshine, but leaving us the instant we cross into the shade.

A mother is the best friend God ever gave.