There is no calamity that right words will not begin to redress

The element running through entire nature, which we popularly call Fate, is known to us as limitation. Whatever limits us, we callFate.

You may regret calamities if you can thereby help the sufferer, but if you cannot, mind your own business.

A nation, like a tree, does not thrive well till it is engraffed with a foreign stock.

The young men were born with knives in their brain, a tendency to introversion, self-dissection, anatomizing of motives.

Nature will not be Buddhist: she resents generalizing, and insults the philosopher in every moment with a million fresh particulars.

A gentleman makes no noise; a lady is serene.