For, though the origin of most of our words is forgotten, each word was at first a stroke of genius, and obtained currency, because for the moment it symbolized the world to the first speaker and to the hearer. The etymologist finds the deadest word to have been once a brilliant picture.

The measure of a master is his success in bringing all men around to his opinion twenty years later.

In the morning a man walks with his whole body; in the evening, only with his legs.

He takes men out of time and makes them feel eternity.

Nature will not be Buddhist: she resents generalizing, and insults the philosopher in every moment with a million fresh particulars.

God builds his temple in the heart on the ruins of churches and religions.

This day is all that is good and fair. It is too dear, with its hopes and invitations, to waste a moment on the yesterdays.