There is a sort of human paste that when it comes near the fire of enthusiasm is only baked into harder shape.

Alas! the scientific conscience had got into the debasing company of money obligation and selfish respects.

May every soul that touches mine - be it the slightest contact - get there from some good; some little grace; one kindly thought; one aspiration yet unfelt; one bit of courage for the darkening sky; one gleam of faith to brave the thickening ills of life; one glimpse of brighter skies beyond the gathering mists - to make this life worthwhile.

Men outlive their love, but they don’t outlive the consequences of their recklessness.

It is in these acts called trivialities that the seeds of joy are forever wasted, until men and women look round with haggard faces at the devastation their own waste has made, and say, the earth bears no harvest of sweetness - calling their denial knowledge.

Susceptible persons are more affected by a change of tone that by unexpected words.

All our ignorance brings us closer to death.