Fortune is the rod of the weak, and the staff of the brave.

From lower to the higher next, Not to the top, is Nature's text; And embryo Good, to reach full stature, Absorbs the Evil in its nature.

Be NOBLE! and the nobleness that liesIn other men, sleeping, but never dead,Will rise in majesty to meet thine own.

True scholarship consists in knowing not what things exist, but what they mean; it is not memory but judgment.

The heart forgets its sorrow and ache.

Let us be of good cheer, however, remembering that the misfortunes hardest to bear are those which never come.

The secret of force in writing lies not so much in the pedigree of nouns and adjectives and verbs, as in having something that you believe in to say, and making the parts of speech vividly conscious of it.