The miracles of genius always rest on profound convictions which refuse to be analyzed.

The health of the eye seems to demand a horizon. We are never tired, so long as we can see far enough.

The hero sees that the event is ancillary: it must follow him.

A child is a curly, dimpled lunatic.

If you want to be great and successful, choose people who are great and successful and walk side by side with them.

In the actual world--the painful kingdom of time and place--dwell care, and canker, and fear. With thought, with the ideal, is immortal hilarity, the rose of joy.

We are shut up in schools and college recitation rooms for ten or fifteen years, and come out at last with a bellyful of words and do not know a thing.