History is a great dust heap.
Love is ever the beginning of knowledge as fire is of light.
Man is a tool-using animal. Without tools he is nothing, with tools he is all.
A witty statesman said, you might prove anything by figures.
What unknown seas of feeling lie in man, and will from time to time break through!
Show me the man you honor; I know by that symptom, better than by any other, what kind of man you yourself are. For you show me there what your ideal of manhood is; what kind of man you long inexpressibly to be.