Works of the intellect are great only by comparison with each other.

The whole value of the dime is in knowing what to do with it.

We stand against fate, as children stand up against the wall in their father's house, and notch their height from year to year. But when the boy grows to a man, and is master of the house, he pulls down that wall and builds it new and bigger.

When you have worn out your shoes, the strength of the show fiber has passed into your body.

Art and power will go on as they have done,--will make day out of night, time out of space, and space out of time.

We judge of man's wisdom by his hope.

One of the illusions of life is that the present hour is not the critical, decisive one.