Let none presume to measure the irregularities of Michael Angelo or Socrates by village scales.

He is only rich who owns the day. There is no king, rich man, fairy, or demon who possesses such power as that.

The problem of restoring to the world original and eternal beauty is solved by redemption of the soul.

We might as easily reprove the east wind, or the frost, as a political party, whose members, for the most part, could give no account of their position, but stand for the defence of those interests in which they find themselves.

Men do what is called a good action, as some piece of courage or charity, much as they would pay a fine in expiation of daily non-appearance on parade. Their works are done as an apology or extenuation of their living in the world. I do not wish to expiate, but to live. My life is not an apology, but a life.

All power is of one kind, a sharing of the nature of the world. The mind that is parallel with the laws of nature will be in the current of events, and strong with their strength.

Let me never fall into the vulgar mistake of dreaming that I am persecuted whenever I am contradicted.