Secrecy is the element of all goodness; even virtue, even beauty is mysterious.

How indestructibly the good grows, and propagates itself, even among the weedy entanglements of evil.

Men seldom, or rather never for a length of time and deliberately, rebel against anything that does not deserve rebelling against.

It is not honest inquiry that makes anarchy; but it is error, insincerity, half belief and untruth that make it.

The true university of these days is a collection of books.

The sincere alone can recognize sincerity.

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