As widowers proverbially marry again, so a man with the habit of friendship always finds new friends.

Half our standards come from our first masters, and the other half from our first loves.

Only the dead have seen the end of the war.

A great man need not be virtuous, nor his opinions right, but he must have a firm mind, a distinctive luminous character.

The spirit's foe in man has not been simplicity, but sophistication.

Words are weapons, and it is dangerous . . . to borrow them from the arsenal of the enemy.

... even if Lucretius was wrong, and the soul is immortal, it is nevertheless steadily changing its interests and its possessions.Our lives are mortal if our soul is not; and the sentiment which reconciled Lucretius to death is as much needed if we are to face many deaths, as if we are to face only one.