Let us not dream that reason can ever be popular. Passions, emotions, may be made popular; but reason remains ever the property of an elect few.
Certain defects are necessary for the existence of individuality.
Unrest and uncertainty are our lot.
Sing it not in mournful numbers.
Daring ideas are like chessmen moved forward; they may be beaten, but they may start a winning game.
Oh how sweet it is to hear one's own convictions from another's lips.