The future, like everything else, is no longer quite what it used to be.

Power without abuse loses its charm.

Our judgments judge us, and nothing reveals us, exposes our weaknesses, more ingeniously than the attitude of pronouncing upon our fellows.

A limited vocabulary, but one with which you can make numerous combinations, is better than thirty thousand words that only hamper the action of the mind.

Man's great misfortune is that he has no organ, no kind of eyelid or brake, to mask or block a thought, or all thought, when he wants to.

The wind is rising ... we must attempt to live.

A bad poem is one that vanishes into meaning.