Love is ever the beginning of knowledge as fire is of light.

The Highest Being reveals himself in man.

The end of man is action.

Old age is not a matter for sorrow. It is matter for thanks if we have left our work done behind us.

When new turns of behavior cease to appear in the life of the individual, its behavior ceases to be intelligent.

Cherish what is dearest while you have it near you, and wait not till it is far away. Blind and deaf that we are; oh, think, if thou yet love anybody living, wait not till death sweep down the paltry little dust clouds and dissonances of the moment, and all be made at last so mournfully clear and beautiful, when it is too late.

That monstrous tuberosity of civilised life, the capital of England.