I read your piece on Plato. Holmes, when you strike at a king, you must kill him.

Whilst we want cities as the centres where the best things are found, cities degrade us by magnifying trifles.

Light is the first of painters. There is no object so foul that intense light will not make it beautiful.

Yet these uneasy pleasures and fine pains are for curiosity, and not for life.

If a man lose his balance, and immerse himself in any trades or pleasures for their own sake, he may be a good wheel or pin, but he is not a cultivated man.

Where there is no vision a people perish.

But when you have chosen your part, abide by it, and do not weakly try to reconcile yourself with the world.