Every man is my superior in that I may learn from him.
A man perfects himself by working.
Speech is great, but silence is greater.
Innumerable are the illusions and legerdemain-tricks of custom: but of all of these, perhaps the cleverest is her knack of persuading us that the miraculous, by simple repetition, ceases to be miraculous.
The eternal stars shine out again, so soon as it is dark enough.
Is there no God, then, but at best an absentee God, sitting idle, ever since the first Sabbath, at the outside of his Universe?