How often could things be remedied by a word. How often is it left unspoken.

What is all wisdom save a collection of platitudes? But the man who orders his life according to their teachings cannot go far wrong.

He talks about the Scylla of Atheism and the Charybdis of Christianity - a state of mind which, by the way, is not conducive to bold navigation.

It is one of the maladies of our age to profess a frenzied allegiance to truth in unimportant matters, to refuse consistently to face her where graver issues are at stake.

Learn to foster an ardent imagination; so shall you descry beauty which others passed unheeded.

They who are all things to their neighbors cease to be anything to themselves.

The longer one lives, the more one realizes that nothing is a dish for every day.