Unless we do more than simply learn the trade of our time, we are but apprentices, and not yet masters of the art of life.

The incessant anxiety and strain of some is a well-nigh incurable form of disease. We are made to exaggerate the importance of what we do; and yet how much is not done by us!

In the love of narrow souls I make many short voyages but in vain-I find no sea room-but in great souls I sail before the wind without a watch, and never reach the shore.

If Nature is our mother, then God is our father.

It has been so written, for the most part, that the times it describes are with remarkable propriety called dark ages. They are dark, as one has observed, because we are so in the dark about them.

The eye is the jewel of the body.

Every sentence is the result of a long probation.