They teach in academies far too many things, and far too much that is useless.

It makes no good to point the failures out without showing at the same time the remedy to address them.

Know'st thou yesterday, its aim and reason? Work'st thou will today for worthier things? Then calmly wait the morrow's hidden season, And fear thou not, what hap soe'er it brings

I never believed in trying to do anything. Whatever I set out to do I found I had already accomplished.

The deed is everything, the glory is naught.

We can redeem anyone who strives unceasingly.

Dispel not, the happy delusions of children.