Once turn to practice, error and truth will no longer consort together.

Just in the ratio knowledge increases, faith decreases.

Of all the paths a man could strike into, there is, at any given moment, a best path .. A thing which, here and now, it were of all things wisest for him to do .. To find this path, and walk in it, is the one thing needful for him.

Sarcasm I now see to be, in general, the language of the devil; for which reason I have long since as good as renounced it.

He who cannot withal keep his mind to himself cannot practice any considerable thing whatsoever.

Rest is a fine medicine. Let your stomachs rest, ye dyspeptics; let your brain rest, you wearied and worried people of business; let your limbs rest, ye children of toil!

It is part of my creed that the only poetry is history, could we tell it right.