Know thyself' was written over the portal of the antique world. Over the portal of the new world, 'Be thyself' shall be written.

Let me be surrounded by luxury, I can do without the necessities!

We teach people how to remember, we never teach them how to grow.

Far away beyond the pine-woods,' he answered, in a low dreamy voice, 'there is a little garden. There the grass grows long and deep, there are the great white stars of the hemlock flower, there the nightingale sings all night long. All night long he sings, and the cold, crystal moon looks down, and the yew-tree spreads out its giant arms over the sleepers.

Few parents nowadays pay any regard to what their children say to them. The old fashioned respect for the young is fast dying out.

I have nothing to declare except my genuis.

As for begging, it is safer to beg than to take, but it is finer to take than to beg