He who has learned to love an art or science has wisely laid up riches against the day of riches.
We fill the slaughterhouses daily with screams of fear and pain.
You must suffer me to go my own dark way.
The correction of silence is what kills; when you know you have transgressed, and your friend says nothing, and avoids your eye.
I know what happiness is, for I have done good work.
The problem of education is twofold: first to know, and then to utter. Everyone who lives any semblance of an inner life thinks more nobly and profoundly than he speaks.