We are all of us Apollos serving some Admetus.

In human intercourse the tragedy begins, not when there is misunderstanding about words, but when silence is not understood.

So far as my experience goes, travelers generally exaggerate the difficulties of the way. Like most evil, the difficulty is imaginary; for what's the hurry?

An ordinary man will work every day for a year at shoveling dirt to support his body, or a family of bodies; but he is an extraordinary man who will work a whole day in a year for the support of his soul. Even the priests, men of God, so called, for the most part confess that they work for the support of the body.

Every path but your own is the path of fate. Keep on your own track, then.

The most domestic cat, which has lain on a rug all her days, appears quite at home in the woods, and, by her sly and stealthy behavior, proves herself more native there than the regular inhabitants.

Public opinion is a weak tyrant compared with our own private opinion.