The walls of rude minds are scrawled all over with facts, with thoughts. They shall one day bring a lantern and read the inscriptions.

Freedom is not the right to live as we please, but the right to find how we ought to live in order to fulfill our potential.

All men are in some degree impressed by the face of the world; some men even to delight. This love of beauty is taste. Others have the same love in such success that, not content with admiring, they seek to embody it in new forms. The creation of beauty is art.

Every young man is prone to be misled by the suggestions of his own ill-founded ambition which he mistakes for the promptings of asecret genius, and thence dreams of unrivaled greatness.

Coolness and absence of heat and haste indicate fine qualities.

Men wish to be saved from the mischiefs of their vices, but not from their vices.

A home kept to the end of display is impossible to all but a few women, and their success is dearly bought.