Simplicity, a delicate silence about oneself, increases their worth and makes one love those whom one admires.

Faith is an excitement and an enthusiasm: it is a condition of intellectual magnificence to which we must cling as to a treasure, and not squander on our way through life in the small coin of empty words, or in exact and priggish argument.

The brain is a tool that gets rusty without constant, albeit moderate, exercise.

Humanity is outraged in me and with me.

[Failure is hard initially because] One knows what one has lost, but not what one may find [and learn from that failure]!

The beauty that addresses itself to the eyes is only the spell of the moment; the eye of the body is not always that of the soul.

Party politics is now a real farce.