The finished man of the world must eat of every apple at once. He must hold his hatreds also at arm's length, and not remember spite. He has neither friends nor enemies, but values men only as channels of power.

In youth, we clothe ourselves with rainbows, and go as brave as the zodiac.

Is it so bad, then, to be misunderstood? Pythagoras was misunderstood, and Socrates, and Jesus, and Luther, and Copernicus, and Galileo, and Newton, and every pure and wise spirit that ever took flesh. To be great is to be misunderstood.

This time, like all times, is a very good one, if we but know what to do with it.

Not gold, but only man can make a people great and strong; men who, for truth and honor's sake, stand fast and suffer long.

Of all wit's uses, the main one is to live well with who has none.

There is a remedy for every wrong and a satisfaction for every soul.