Friendship, like the immortality of the soul, is too good to be believed.

He who would be a man must therefore be a non-conformist.

The sky is the ultimate art gallery just above us.

All men in the abstract are just and good.

Accept the place the divine providence has found for you, the society of your contemporaries, the connection of events.

It seems as if nature, in regarding the geologic night behind her, when, in five or six millenniums, she had turned out five or six men, as Homer, Phidias, Menu, and Columbus, was no wise discontented with the result. These samples attested the virtue of the tree.

It is the fault of our rhetoric that we cannot strongly state one fact without seeming to belie some other.