‎It has ever been my fate to give pain to those whose happiness I should have promoted.

In praising or loving a child, we love and praise not that which is, but that which we hope for.

The passions are like those demons with which Afrasahiab sailed down the Orus. Our only safety consists in keeping them asleep. If they we are lost.

Nobody, they say, is a hero to his valet. Of course; for a man must be a hero to understand a hero. The valet, I dare say, has great respect for some person of his own stamp.

Taste is only to be educated by contemplation, not of the tolerably good but of the truly excellent.

Piety is not a goal but a means to attain through the purest peace of mind the highest culture.

Rest not. Life is sweeping by; go and dare before you die. Something mighty and sublime, leave behind to conquer time.