Unconsciously we all have a standard by which we measure other men, and if we examine closely we find that this standard is a very simple one, and is this: we admire them, we envy them, for great qualities we ourselves lack. Hero worship consists in just that. Our heroes are men who do things which we recognize, with regret, and sometimes with a secret shame, that we cannot do. We find not much in ourselves to admire, we are always privately wanting to be like somebody else. If everybody was satisfied with himself, there would be no heroes.

One frequently only finds out how really beautiful a beautiful woman is after considerable acquaintance with her.

When ill luck begins, it does not come in sprinkles, but in showers.

Martyrdom covers a multitude of sins.

...ignorant as the unborne babe! ignorant as unborn twins!

Hunger is the handmaid of genius

Never let formal education get in the way of your learning.