A virtuous name is the precious only good, for which queens and peasants' wives must contest together.

Disappointments are to the soul what a thunderstorm is to the air.

Nothing, it is true, is more common than for both Science and Art to pay homage to the spirit of the age, and for creative taste to accept the law of critical taste.

A merely fallen enemy may rise again, but the reconciled one is truly vanquished.

It is difficult to discriminate the voice of truth from amid the clamor raised by heated partisans.

Man, living, feeling man, is the easy sport of the over-mastering present.

Even in a righteous cause force is a fearful thing.