The men of the past had convictions, while we moderns have only opinions.

Everywhere that a great soul gives utterance to its thoughts, there also is a Golgotha.

God has given us speech in order that we may say pleasant things to our friends, and tell bitter truths to our enemies.

Sleep is lovely, death is better still, not to have been born is of course the miracle.

As the stars are the glory of the sky, so great men are the glory of their country, yea, of the whole earth. The hearts of great men are the stars of earth; and doubtless when one looks down from above upon our planet, these hearts are seen to send forth, a silvery light just like the stars of heaven.

Matrimony; the high sea for which no compass has yet been invented.

Sweet May lies fresh before us, To life the young flowers leap, And through the Heaven's blue o'er us The rosy cloudlets sweep.