The curse of the great is ennui.

Archaeology is not only the hand maid of history, it is also the conservator of art.

The strong and virtuous admit no destiny.

Never, be argued out of your soul, never be argued out of your honor, and never be argued into believing that soul and honor do not run a terrible risk if you limp into life with the load of a debt on your shoulders.

Ambition has no rest.

It is an error to suppose that courage means courage in everything.

Let youth cherish sleep, the happiest of earthly boons, while yet it is at its command; for there cometh the day to all when "neither the voice of the lute nor the birds" shall bring back the sweet slumbers that fell on their young eyes as unbidden as the dews.