All that mankind has done, thought or been: it is lying as in magic preservation in the pages of books.

A fair day's wages for a fair day's work.

The insignificant, the empty, is usually the loud; and after the manner of a drum, is louder even because of its emptiness.

Not what you possess but what you do with what you have, determines your true worth.

There is a great discovery still to be made in literature, that of paying literary men by the quantity they do not write.

No sooner does a great man depart, and leave his character as public property, than a crowd of little men rushes towards it. There they are gathered together, blinking up to it with such vision as they have, scanning it from afar, hovering round it this way and that, each cunningly endeavoring, by all arts, to catch some reflex of it in the little mirror of himself.

History, as it lies at the root of all science, is also the first distinct product of man's spiritual nature, his earliest expression of what may be called thought.