Weak eyes are fondest of glittering objects.

When Pococke inquired of Grotius, where the proof was of that story of the pigeon, trained to pick peas from Mahomet's (Muhammad's) ear, and pass for an angel dictating to him? Grotius answered that there was no proof!

Speech is human, silence is divine, yet also brutish and dead: therefore we must learn both arts.

The person who cannot laugh is not only ready for treason, and deceptions, their whole life is already a treason and deception.

Well might the ancients make silence a god; for it is the element of all godhood, infinitude, or transcendental greatness,--at once the source and the ocean wherein all such begins and ends.

Everywhere in life, the true question is not what we gain, but what we do.

There is something in man which your science cannot satisfy.