Those who speak most of progress measure it by quantity and not by quality.

It is the acme of life to understand life.

The vital straining towards an ideal, definite but latent, when it dominates a whole life, may express that ideal more fully than could the best chosen words.

The young man who has not wept is a savage, and the older man who will not laugh is a fool.

Docility is the observable half of reason.

Prayer, among sane people, has never superseded practical efforts to secure the desired end.

Progress, far from consisting in change, depends on retentiveness. When change is absolute there remains no being to improve and no direction is set for possible improvement: and when experience is not retained, as among savages, infancy is perpetual.