The supreme misfortune is when theory outstrips performance

A man of supreme folly: his life flies away while he is merely hoping to enjoy it.

Small rooms or dwellings discipline the mind, large ones weaken it.

The faculty of imagination is both the rudder and the bridle of the senses.

In rivers, the water that you touch is the last of what has passed and the first of that which comes; so with present time.

A day will come in which men will look upon an animal's murder the same way they look today upon a man's murder.

The natural desire of good men is knowledge.