Once in a century a man may be ruined or made insufferable by praise. But surely once in a minute something generous dies for want of it.

Off Cape Horn there are but two kinds of weather, neither one of them a pleasant kind.

His face was filled with broken commandments.

There are few earthly things more beautiful than a university a place where those who hate ignorance may strive to know, where those who perceive truth may strive to make others see.

Most roads lead men homewards, My road leads me forth

I hold that when a person dies / His soul returns again to earth; / Arrayed in some new flesh disguise / Another mother gives him birth / With sturdier limbs and brighter brain.

In this life he laughs longest who laughs last.