So soon as prudence has begun to grow up in the brain, like a dismal fungus, it finds its first expression in a paralysis of generous acts.

The body is a house of many windows: there we all sit, showing ourselves and crying on the passers-by to come and love us.

Nothing more strongly arouses our disgust than cannibalism, yet we make the same impression on Buddhists and vegetarians, for we feed on babies, though not our own.

It is not enough to be ready to go where duty calls. A man should stand around where he can hear the call!

There are two things that men should never weary of, goodness and humility; we get none too much of them in this rough world among cold, proud people.

To be feared of a thing and yet to do it, is what makes the prettiest kind of a man.

That man is a success who has lived well, laughed often and loved much.