These arts open great gates of a future, promising to make the world plastic and to lift human life out of its beggary to a god- like ease and power.

Every mind is different; and the more it is unfolded, the more pronounced is that difference.

Wise men read very sharply all of your private history in your look and gait and behavior.

Ennui shortens life, and bereaves the day of its light.

Sanity is very rare; every man almost and every woman has a dash of madness.

Wherever there is failure, there is some giddiness, some superstition about luck, some step omitted, which, Nature never pardons.

When he is pushed, tormented, defeated, he has a chance to learn something; he has been put on his wits, on his manhood; he has gained facts; learns his ignorance; is cured of the insanity of conceit; has got moderation and real skill.