The highest ensign that men ever met and embraced under, the Cross itself, had no meaning save an accidental extrinsic one.

They only are wise who know that they know nothing.

A battle is a terrible conjugation of the verb to kill: I kill, thou killest, he kills, we kill, they kill, all kill.

There is so much data available to us, but most data won't help us succeed.

What is all Knowledge too but recorded Experience, and a product of History; of which, therefore, Reasoning and Belief, no less than Action and Passion, are essential materials?

Once the mind has been expanded by a big idea, it will never go back to its original state.

Fame, we may understand, is no sure test of merit, but only a probability of such; it is an accident, not a property of man.