In analysing history do not be too profound, for often the causes are quite superficial.
Every noble activity makes room for itself.
Nature is a tropical swamp in sunshine, on whose purlieus we hear the song of summer birds, and see prismatic dewdrops, - but her interiors are terrific, full of hydras and crocodiles.
Things have their laws as well as men, and things refuse to be trifled with.
A man must consider what a blindman's-buff is this game of conformity.
Frankness invites frankness.