My tongue is prone to lose the way,Not so my pen, for in a letterWe have not better things to say,But surely put them better.

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

Science surpasses the old miracles of mythology.

No member of a crew is praised for the rugged individuality of his rowing.

Let us answer a book of ink with a book of flesh and blood.

Could Shakespeare give a theory of Shakespeare?

I feel some unwillingness to quit the remembrance of the past. With all the hope of the new I feel that we are leaving the old.