A man far oftener appears to have a decided character from persistently following his temperament than from persistently following his principles.

Reason is the cause of our falsification of the evidence of the senses. In so far as the senses show becoming, passing away, change, they do not lie.

Whatever is gold does not glitter. A gentle radiance belongs to the noblest metal.

Sometimes we remain true to a cause simply because its opponents are unfailingly tasteless.

The public easily confuses him who fishes in troubled waters with him who draws up water from the depths.

We do not belong to those who only get their thought from books, or at the prompting of books, -- it is our custom to think in the open air, walking, leaping, climbing, or dancing on lonesome mountains by preference, or close to the sea, where even the paths become thoughtful.

One never perishes through anybody but oneself.