There are some men above grief and some men below it.
One of the illusions of life is that the present hour is not the critical, decisive one.
It seems as if nature, in regarding the geologic night behind her, when, in five or six millenniums, she had turned out five or six men, as Homer, Phidias, Menu, and Columbus, was no wise discontented with the result. These samples attested the virtue of the tree.
Fractures well cured make us more strong.
The louder he talked of his honor, the faster we counted our spoons.
It is a greater joy to see the author's author, than himself.