Unrest and uncertainty are our lot.

We love a girl for very different qualities than understanding. We love her for her beauty, her youth, her mirth, her confidingness, her character, with its faults, caprices and God knows what other inexpressible charms; but we do not love her understanding.

The best fortune that can fall to a man is that which corrects his defects and makes up for his failings.

If you want a wise answer, ask a reasonable question.

When we treat man as he is, we make him worse than he is; when we treat him as if he already were what he potentially could be, we make him what he should be.

Our foibles are really what make us lovable.

It is a misfortune to pass at once from observation to conclusion, and to regard both as of equal value; but it befalls many a student.