In the summer we lay up a stock of experiences for the winter, as the squirrel of nuts?something for conversation in winter evenings.

If you can speak what you will never hear, if you can write what you will never read, you have done rare things.

Some creatures are made to see in the dark.

We are older by faith than by experience.

For the most part, we are not where we are, but in a false position. Through an infirmity of our natures, we suppose a case, and put ourselves into it, and hence are in two cases at the same time, and it is doubly difficult to get out.

We have heard much about the poetry of mathematics, but very little of it has yet been sung. The ancients had a juster notion of their poetic value than we.

Make the most of your regrets; never smother your sorrow, but tend and cherish it till it comes to have a separate and integral interest. To regret deeply is to live afresh.