The hell of these days is the fear of not getting along, especially of not making money.
Woe to him, . . . who has no court of appeal against the world's judgment.
Men do less than they ought, unless they do all they can.
O thou that pinest in the imprisonment of the Actual, and criest bitterly to the gods for a kingdom wherein to rule and create, know this for a truth: the thing thou seekest is already here, "here or nowhere," couldst thou only see.
Pin thy faith to no man's sleeve. Hast thou not two eyes of thy own?
The courage we desire and prize is not the courage to die decently, but to live manfully.