As for the excellent little wretches who grow up in what they are taught, with never a scruple or a query, ... they signify nothing in the intellectual life of the race.

Taxes are what we pay for civilized society

To brag little, to lose well, / To crow gently if in luck, / To pay up, to own up, / To shut up if beaten, / Are the virtues of a sportingman.

And silence, like a poultice, comes To heal the blows of sound.

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

It takes me several days, after I get back to Boston, to realize that the reference "the president" refers to the president of Harvard and not to a minor official in Washington.

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