The essence of true nobility is neglect of self. Let the thought of self pass in, and the beauty of a great action is gone, like the bloom from a soiled flower.

We must have the real thing before we can have a science of a thing.

Truth only smells sweet forever, and illusions, however innocent, are deadly as the canker worm.

I cannot think the disputes and jealousies of Heaven are tried and settled by the swords of earth.

Carelessness is inexcusable, and merits the inevitable sequence.

You cannot dream yourself into a character; you must hammer and forge yourself one.

We live merely on the crust or rind of things.