When scholars study a thing, they strive to kill it first, if it's alive; then they have the parts and the'be lost the whole, for the link that's missing was the living soul.

Such is the frailty of man that even where he makes the truest and most forcible impression in the memory, in the heart of his beloved, there also he must perish.

Nature goes her own way, and all that to us seems an exception is really according to order.

How many years you have to keep on doing, until you know what to do and how to do!

A man who cannot command himself will always be a slave.

There are only two lasting bequests we can hope to give our children. One of these is roots, the other, wings.

For just when ideas fail, a word comes in to save the situation.