The real man is one who always finds excuses for others, but never excuses himself.
Books are the windows through which the soul looks out.
In the morning, we carry the world like Atlas; at noon, we stoop and bend beneath it; and at night, it crushes us flat to the ground.
There can be no high civilization where there is not ample leisure.
Discover what you are.
There is no greater crime than to stand between a man and his development; to take any law or institution and put it around him like a collar, and fasten it there, so that as he grows and enlarges, he presses against it till he suffocates and dies.