We should impart our courage and not our despair.

Love is the profoundest of secrets. Divulged, even to the beloved, it is no longer Love. As if it were merely I that loved you. When love ceases, then it is divulged.

There is an incessant influx of novelty into the world, and yet we tolerate incredible dullness.

I do believe that the outward and the inward life correspond; that if any should succeed to live a higher life, others would not know of it; that difference and distance are one. To set about living a true life is to go on a journey to a distant country, gradually to find ourselves surrounded by new scenes and men; and as long as the old are around me, I know that I am not in any true sense living a new or a better life.

Many college text-books, which were a weariness and stumbling-block when I studied, I have since read a little with pleasure and profit.

He who hears the rippling of rivers in these degenerate days will not utterly despair.

This generation has come into the world fatally late for some enterprises. Go where we will on the surface of things, men have been there before us.... But the lives of men, though more extended laterally in their range, are still as shallow as ever.