Whatever is old corrupts, and the past turns to snakes.

Some natures are too good to be spoiled by praise.

You send your child to the schoolmaster, but 'tis the schoolboys who educate him. You send him to the Latin class, but much of histuition comes, on his way to school, from the shop- windows.

In the great books of India, an empire spoke to us, nothing small or unworthy, but large, serene, consistent, the voice of an old intelligence, which in another age and climate had pondered and thus disposed of the questions that exercise us.

When science is learned in love, and its powers are wielded by love, they will appear the supplements and continuations of the material creation.

There is ever a slight suspicion of the burlesque about earnest good men.

The house is a castle which the King cannot enter.