What you are comes to you.

The pest of society are the egotist, they are dull and bright, sacred and profane, course and fine. It is a disease that like the flu falls on all constitutions.

For everything you have missed, you have gained something else, and for everything you gain, you lose something else.

We seek our friend not sacredly, but with an adulterate passion which would appropriate him to ourselves.

Eloquence must be grounded on the plainest narrative.

What is the hardest task in the world? To think.

Be a little careful about your library. Do you foresee what you will do with it? Very little to be sure. But the real question is what it will do with you? You will come here and get books that will open your eyes, and your ears, and your curiosity, and turn you inside out or outside in.