A man's library is a sort of harem.

The action of the soul is oftener in that which is felt and left unsaid than in that which is said in any conversation. It broods over every society, and men unconsciously seek for it in each other.

The virtue in most request is conformity.

But man postpones or remembers; he does not live in the present, but with reverted eye laments the past, or, heedless of the riches that surround him, stands on tiptoe to foresee the future. He cannot be happy and strong until he too lives with nature in the present, above time.

Conversation is our account of ourselves...Conversation is the vent of character as well as thoughts...It is the laboratory of the student.

Of course, he who has put forth his total strength in fit actions, has the richest return of wisdom.

As we are, so we do; and as we do, so is it done to us; we are the builders of our fortunes.