A flippant, frivolous man may ridicule others, may controvert them, scorn them; but he who has any respect for himself seems to have renounced the right of thinking meanly of others.

Rejoice that you have still have a long time to live, before the thought comes to you that there is nothing more in the world to see.

Moral epochs have their course as well as the seasons. We can no more hold them fast than we can hold sun, moon, and stars. Our faults perpetually return upon us; and herein lies the subtlest difficulty of self-knowledge.

Let us live in as small a circle as we will, we are either debtors or creditors before we have had time to look around.

If you wish a wise answer, you must put a rational question.

Come my little one, and give me your hand.

What then is your duty? What the day demands.