The press, the machine, the railway, the telegraph are premises whose thousand-year conclusion no one has yet dared to draw.

What was silent in the father speaks in the son, and often I found in the son the unveiled secret of the father.

Whoever is related to me in the height of his aspirations will experience veritable ecstasies of learning; for I come from heights that no bird ever reached in its flight, I know abysses into which no foot ever strayed.

When a scholar of the old culture vows no longer to have anything to do with men who believe in progress, he is right. For the old culture has its greatness and goodness behind it, and an historical education forces one to admit that it can never again be fresh.

When a man is ill his very goodness is sickly.

I love him whose soul is lavish, who wanteth no thanks and doth not give back: for he always bestoweth, and desireth not to keep for himself.

Antithesis is the narrow gateway through which error most prefers to worm its way towards truth.