It is not wise to neglect the present for the future, for who knows what the future will be?

The great wheel of Fate rolls on like a Juggernaut, and crushes us all in turn, some soon, some late

Ah! how little knowledge does a man acquire in his life. He gathers it up like water, but like water it runs between his fingers, and yet, if his hands be but wet as though with dew, behold a generation of fools call out, 'See, he is a wise man!' Is it not so?

There is no such things as magic, though there is such a thing as knowledge of the hidden ways of Nature.

The food that memory gives to eat is bitter to the taste, and it is only with the teeth of hope that we can bear to bite it.

It is not wise to neglect the present for the future, for who knows what the future will be?

It is a well-known fact that very often, putting the period of boyhood out of the argument, the older we grow the more cynical and hardened we become; indeed, many of us are only saved by timely death from moral petrification, if not from moral corruption.