This is the fundamental idea of culture, insofar as it sets but one task for each of us: to further the production of the philosopher, of the artist, and of the saint within us and outside us, and thereby to work at the consummation of nature.

What separates two people most profoundly is a different sense and degree of cleanliness.

Every word is a preconceived judgment.

The man who meets with a failure attributes this failure rather to the ill will of another than to fate.

Every step forward is made at the cost of mental and physical pain to someone.

Those with very loud voices in their throats are nearly incapable of thinking subtle thoughts.

People live for the morrow, because the day-after-to-morrow is doubtful.