Seek those who find your road agreeable, your personality and mind stimulating, your philosophy acceptable, and your experience helpful. Let those who do not, seek their own kind.

Let us dig our furrow in the fields of the commonplace.

The common people have no history: persecuted by the present, they cannot think of preserving the memory of the past.

History records the names of royal bastards, but cannot tell us the origin of wheat.

Permanence of instinct must go with permanence of form...The history of the present must teach us the history of the past.

Without feeling abashed by my ignorance, I confess that I am absolutely unable to say. In the absence of an appearance of learning, my answer has at least one merit, that of perfect sincerity.

We have within us, from the start, that which will distinguish us from the vulgar herd.