Between two groups of people who want to make inconsistent kinds of worlds, I see no remedy but force.

With all humility, I think, "Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy might." Infinitely more important than the vain attempt to love one's neighbor as one's self. If you want to hit a bird on the wing you must have all your will in focus, you must not be thinking about yourself, and equally, you must not be thinking about your neighbor; you must be living with your eye on that bird. Every achievement is a bird on the wing.

The nearer you come into relation with a person, the more necessary do tact and courtesy become.

Our morality seems to be only a check on the ultimate domination of force, just as our politeness is a check on the impulse of every pig to put his feet in the trough.

The noblest service comes from nameless hands; and the best servant does his work unseen.

Poverty comes pleading not for charity, for the most part, but imploring us to find a purchaser for its unmarketable wares.

The world is always ready to receive talent with open arms. Very often it does not know what to do with genius.