He who travels in search of something which he has not got, travels away from himself and grows old even in youth among old things.

Really, all things and persons are related to us, but according to our nature, they act on us not at once, but in succession, andwe are made aware of their presence one at a time. All persons, all things which we have known, are here present, and many more than we see; the world is full.

Every man is eloquent once in his life.

Society is an illusion to the young citizen. It lies before him in rigid repose, with certain names, men, and institutions, rootedlike oak-trees to the centre, round which all arrange themselves the best they can. But the old statesman knows that society is fluid; there are no such roots and centres; but any particle may suddenly become the centre of the movement, and compel the system to gyrate round it, as every man of strong will, like Pisistratus, or Cromwell, does for a time, and every man of truth, like Plato, or Paul, does forever.

Nature is an endless combination and repetition of a very few laws. She hums the old well-known air through innumerable variations.

What is civilization? I answer, the power of good women.

By persisting in your path, though you forfeit the little, you gain the great.