He in whom the love of truth predominates . . . submits to the inconvenience of suspense and imperfect opinion; but he is a candidate for truth . . . and respects the highest law of his being.

Talent is commonly developed at the expense of character.

Each particle is a microcosm, and faithfully renders the likeness of the world.

But only that soul can be my friend which I encounter on the line of my own march, that soul to which I do not decline, and which does not decline me, but, native of the same celestial latitude, repeats in its own all my experience.

It is the ignorant and childish part of mankind that is the fighting part. Idle and vacant minds want excitement

Flowers so strictly belong to youth, that we adult men soon come to feel, that their beautiful generations concern not us: we havehad our day; now let the children have theirs. The flowers jilt us, and we are old bachelors with our ridiculous tenderness.

Give me wine to wash me clean of the weather-stains of cares