Beauty is an outward gift, which is seldom despised, except by those to whom it has been refused.

The reason why the world lacks unity, and lies broken and in heaps, is, because man is disunited with himself.

These are the voices which we hear in solitude, but they grow faint and inaudible as we enter into the world.

Wherever there is power, there is age. Don't be deceived by dimples and curls. I tell you that babe is a thousand years old.

Honor and fortune exist for him who always recognizes the neighborhood of the great, always feels himself in the presence of high causes.

People disparage knowing and the intellectual life, and urge doing. I am content with knowing, if only I could know.

Our fear of death is like our fear that summer will be short, but when we have had our swing of pleasure, our fill of fruit, and our swelter of heat, we say we have had our day.