More than the diamond Koh-i-noor, which glitters among their crown jewels, they prize the dull pebble which is wiser than a man, whose poles turn themselves to the poles of the world, and whose axis is parallel to the axis of the world. Now, their toys are steam and galvanism.

Humility is the secret of the wise.

Our relations to each other are oblique and casual.

Why should we fear to be crushed by savage elements, we who are made up of the same elements?

The ancients called beauty the flowering of virtue.

Whilst the rights of all as persons are equal, in virtue of their access to reason, their rights in property are very unequal. Oneman owns his clothes, and another owns a country.

Men talk as if victory were something fortunate. Work is victory.