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

There are but two roads that lead to an important goal and to the doing of great things: strength and perseverance. Strength is the lot of but a few privileged men; but austere perseverance, harsh and continuous, may be employed by the smallest of us and rarely fails of its purpose, for its silent power grows irresistibly greater with time.

He is the happiest man who can see the connection between the end and the beginning of life.

The brilliant passes, like the dew at morn; The true endures, for ages yet unborn.

In the end we retain from our studies only that which we practically apply.

I wish the stage were as narrow as the wire of a tighrope dancer so that no incompetent would dare step upon it.

What makes people happy is activity; changing evil itself into good by power, working in a God like manner.