Pride juggles with her toppling towers, They strike the sun and cease, But the firm feet of humility They grip the ground like trees.

You could compile the worst book in the world entirely out of selected passages from the best writers in the world.

With every step of our lives we enter into the middle of some story which we are certain to misunderstand.

One of the great disadvantages of hurry is that it takes such a long time.

The great ideals of the past failed not by being outlived (which must mean over-lived), but by not being lived enough. Mankind has not passed through the Middle Ages. Rather mankind has retreated from the Middle Ages in reaction and rout. The Christian ideal has not been tried and found wanting. It has been found difficult and left untried.

They say travel broadens the mind, but you must have the mind.

We cannot fling ourselves into the blank future; we can only call up images from the past. This being so, the important principle follows, that how many images we have largely depends on how much past we have.