Nothing you can lose by dying is half as precious as the readiness to die, which is man's charter of nobility.

Real unselfishness consists in sharing the interests of others.

To keep beauty in its place is to make all things beautiful.

It is a new road to happiness, if you have strength enough to castigate a little the various impulses that sway you in turn.

Facts are all accidents. They all might have been different. They all may become different. They all may collapse altogether.

Philosophy is a more intense sort of experience than common life is, just as pure and subtle music, heard in retirement, is something keener and more intense than the howling of storms or the rumble of cities.

Let a man once overcome his selfish terror at his own finitude, and his finitude itself is, in one sense, overcome.