Old gold has a civilizing virtue which new gold must grow old to be capable of secreting.

Old events have modern meanings; only that survives of past history which finds kindred in all hearts and lives.

In the scale of the destinies, brawn will never weigh so mach as brain.

No man can produce great things who is not thoroughly sincere in dealing with himself.

How I do love the earth. I feel it thrill under my feet. I feel somehow as if it were conscious of my love, as if something passed into my dancing blood from it.

He mastered whatever was not worth the knowing.

No mud can soil us but the mud we throw.