Never utter the truism but live it among men.
Not in his goals but in his transitions, man is great.
The narrow sectarian cannot read astronomy with impunity. The creeds of his church shrivel like dried leaves at the door of the observatory.
Health is the first muse, comprising the magical benefits of air, landscape, and bodily exercise on the mind.
Keep the town for occasions, but the habits should be formed in retirement.
The great will not condescend to take anything seriously.