I have, alas! Philosophy, Medicine, Jurisprudence too, And to my cost Theology, With ardent labor, studied through. And here I stand, with all my lore, Poor fool, no wiser than before.

Letters are among the most significant memorial a person can leave behind them.

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.

We are forced to participate in the games of life before we can possibly learn how to use the options in the rules governing them.

When I consider the narrow limits within which our active and inquiring faculties are confined; when I see how all our energies are wasted in providing for mere necessities, which again have no further end than to prolong a wretched existence; and then that all our satisfaction concerning certain subjects of investigation ends in nothing better than a passive resignation... when I consider all this... I am silent.

So dear night the half of life is, And the fairest half indeed.

Are we not also married to conscience which we would love to get rid of often enough since it is more bothersome than a man or a woman ever could become?