Whose school-hours are all the days and nights of our existence.

Everywhere the human soul stands between a hemisphere of light and another of darkness on the confines of two everlasting empires, - Necessity and Free Will.

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

We have not read an author till we have seen his object, whatever it may be, as he saw it.

We observe with confidence that the truly strong mind, view it as intellect or morality, or under any other aspect, is nowise the mind acquainted with its strength; that here the sign of health is unconsciousness.

The times are very bad. Very well, you are there to make them better.

The healthy know not of their health, but only the sick: this is the physician's aphorism, and applicable in a far wider sense than he gives it.