And last of all, high over thought, in the world of morals, Fate appears as vindicator, levelling the high, lifting the low, requiring justice in man, and always striking soon or late when justice is not done. What is useful will last, what is hurtful will sink.

Philanthropies and charities have a certain air of quackery.

The cold, inconsiderate of persons, tingles your blood, benumbs your feet, freezes a man like an apple.

All history is a record of the power of minorities, and of minorities of one.

No power of genius has ever yet had the smallest success in explaining existence. The perfect enigma remains.

When a whole nation is roaring patriotism at the top of its voice, I am fain to explore the cleanness of its hands and the purity of its heart.

Real men don't conform to the beliefs of others, even when society has concluded on what is good and true, but maintain the integrity of their own mind.