That which grows fast, withers as rapidly. That which grows slow, endures.

All things unrevealed belong to the kingdom of mystery.

I look into your great brown eyes, where love and loyal homage shine, and wonder where the difference lies between your soul and mine!.

No man ever feels the restraint of law so long as he remains within the sphere of his liberty -- a sphere, by the way, always large enough for the full exercise of his powers and the supply of all his legitimate wants.

Scholarship, save by accident, is never the measure of a man's power.

Gossip is always a personal confession either of malice or imbecility.

I count this thing to be grandly true: That a noble deed is a step toward God-- Lifting the soul from the common clod To a purer air and a broader view.