One must be a somebody before they can have an enemy. One must be a force before he can be resisted by another force.

Consolation heaps without contact; somewhat like the blessed air which we need but to breathe.

He who has never denied himself for the sake of giving has but glanced at the joys of charity.

There are but two future verbs which man may appropriate confidently and without pride: "I shall suffer," and "I shall die.

I love victory, but I love not triumph.

It is a little stream, which flows softly, but freshens everything along its course.

I study much, and the more I study, the oftener I go back to those first principles which are so simple that childhood itself can lisp them.