We must learn the language of facts. The most wonderful inspirations die with their subject, if he has no hand to paint them to the senses.

In the great books of India, an empire spoke to us, nothing small or unworthy, but large, serene, consistent, the voice of an old intelligence, which in another age and climate had pondered and thus disposed of the questions that exercise us.

Cultivate an attitude of gratitude, of giving and forgiving. Nothing can bring you peace but yourself.

An institution is the lengthened shadow of one man.

Our condition as men is risky and ticklish enough. One can not be sure of himself and his fortune an hour, but he may be whisked off into some pitiable or ridiculous plight.

It is never too late to do right.

Skepticism is slow suicide.