There is nothing more frightful than ignorance in action.

Whoever, in middle age, attempts to realize the wishes and hopes of his early youth, invariably deceives himself. Each ten years of a man's life has its own fortunes, its own hopes, its own desires.

Great necessity elevates man, petty necessity casts him down

Woe to him who would ascribe something like reason to Chance, and make a religion of surrendering to it.

Love does not rule; but it trains, and that is more.

Our wishes are presentiments of the abilities that lie in us, harbingers of what we will be able to accomplish.

All professional men are handicapped by not being allowed to ignore things which are useless.