And we forget because we must and not because we will.

Spare me the whispering, crowded room, the friends who come and gape and go, the ceremonious air of gloom - all, which makes death a hideous show.

Art still has truth. Take refuge there.

All knowledge is interesting to a wise man, and the knowledge of nature is interesting to all men.

Whoever sets himself to see things as they are will find himself one of a very small circle but it is only by this small circle resolutely doing its own work that adequate ideas will ever get current at all.

The freethinking of one age is the common sense of the next.

Wandering between two worlds, one dead, The other powerless to be born.