The household is a school of power. There, within the door, learn the tragi-comedy of human life.

Alas for the unhappy man that is called to stand in the pulpit, and not give the bread of life.

Love is the bright foreigner, the foreign self.

This valley is the only place that comes up to the brag about it, and exceeds it.

Our friends early appear to us as representatives of certain ideas, which they never pass or exceed. They stand on the brink of the ocean of thought and power, but they never take a single step that would bring them there.

The only right is what is after my constitution; the only wrong is what is against it.

Keep your friendships in repair.