The old lose one of the greatest privileges of man, for they are no longer judged by their contemporaries.

What life half gives a man, posterity gives entirely.

Man supposes that he directs his life and governs his actions, when his existence is irretrievably under the control of destiny

To be pleased with one's limits is a wretched state.

It is not enough to take steps which may someday lead to a goal; each step must be itself a goal and a step likewise.

What people call the spirit of the times is mostly their own spirit in which the times mirror themselves.

It has been said that figures rule the world. Maybe. But I am sure that figures show us whether it is being ruled well or badly.