Conscience makes egotists of us all.

And when wind and winter harden All the loveless land, It will whisper of the garden, You will understand.

I am jealous of everything whose beauty does not die.

Keep love in your heart. A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead. The consciousness of loving and being loved brings a warmth and a richness to life that nothing else can bring.

The exquisite art of idleness, one of the most important things that any University can teach.

Punctuality is the thief of time

In the common world of fact the wicked were not punished, nor the good rewarded. Success was given to the strong, failure thrust upon the weak. That was all.