He who has learned to love an art or science has wisely laid up riches against the day of riches.

A man finds he has been wrong at every stage of his career, only to deduce the astonishing conclusion that he is at last entirely right.

And the true realism, always and everywhere, is that of the poets: to find out where joy resides, and give it a voice far beyond singing. For to miss the joy is to miss all.

I am in the habit of looking not so much to the nature of a gift as to the spirit in which it is offered.

A hanging in a good quarrel is an easy death they say, though I could never hear of any that came back to say so.

If you are going to make a book end badly, it must end badly from the beginning.

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