If I were dying, my last words would be: Have faith and pursue the unknown end.

My right to swing my fist ends where your nose begins.

Eloquence may set fire to reason.

We are all sentenced to capital punishment for the crime of living, and though the condemned cell of our earthly existence is but a narrow and bare dwelling-place, we have adjusted ourselves to it, and made it tolerably comfortable for the little while we are to be confined in it.

For my part I think it is a less evil that some criminals should escape, than that the government should play an ignoble part.

I should like to see any kind of man, distinguishable from a gorilla, that some good and even pretty woman could not shape a husband out of.

I know of no teachers so powerful and persuasive as the little army of specialists. They carry no banners, they beat no drums; but where they are men learn that bustle and push are not the equals of quiet genius and serene mastery.