Let us replace sentimentalism by realism and dare to uncover those simple and terrible laws which, be they seen or unseen, pervade and govern.
He is great who is what he is from nature, and who never reminds us of others.
A system-grinder hates the truth.
Men are what their mothers made them.
They have seen but half the universe who never have been shown the house of pain.
In different hours, a man represents each of several of his ancestors, as if there were seven or eight of us rolled up in each man's skin, - seven or eight ancestors at least, and they constitute the variety of notes for that new piece of music which his life is.