You cannot kindle a fire in any other heart until it is burning in your own.

When at last in a race a new principle appears, an idea--that conserves it; ideas only save races.

Go forth into the busy world and love it. Interest yourself in its life, mingle kindly with its joys and sorrows.

I ought to go upright and vital, and speak the rude truth in all ways.

Great is paint; nay, God is the painter; and we rightly accuse the critic who destroys too many illusions. Society does not love its unmaskers.

Sleep takes off the costume of circumstance, arms us with terrible freedom, so that every will rushes to deed. A skillful man reads his dreams for his self-knowledge; yet not the details, but the quality. What part does he play in them - a cheerful, manly part, or a poor, drivelling part? However monstrous and grotesque their apparitions, they have a substantial truth.

We change whether we like it or not.