The louder he talked of his honor, the faster we counted our spoons.

Perhaps love is only the highest symbol of friendship, as all other things seem symbols of love.

Curiosity is lying in wait for every secret.

The things taught in schools & colleges are not an education but the means of education.

In excited conversation we have glimpses of the universe, hints of power native to the soul, far-darting lights and shadows of an Andes landscape, such as we can hardly attain in lone meditation. Here are oracles sometimes profusely given, to which the memory goes back in barren hours.

If in the least particular, one could derange the order of nature, who would accept the gift of life?

The world is his who can see through its pretension. What deafness, what stone-blind custom, what overgrown error you behold, is there only by sufferance,--by your sufferance. See it to be a lie, and you have already dealt it its mortal blow.