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.

Who gives himself with his alms feeds three, himself, his hungering neighbor and me.

He gives only the worthless gold who gives from a sense of duty.

It is curious how tyrannical the habit of reading is...

For men in earnest have no time to waste In patching fig-leaves for the naked truth.

Truth forever on the scaffold, Wrong forever on the throne.

In the earliest ages science was poetry, as in the later poetry has become science.