He had slipped, climbed, rolled, searched, walked, persevered, that is all. Such is the secret of all triumphs.

You preserve your shame but you kill your glory.

Philosophy should be an energy; it should find its aim and its effect in the amelioration of mankind.

Nothing awakens reminiscence like an aroma.

Thought is the work of the intellect, reverie is its self-indulgence. To substitute day-dreaming for thought is to confuse a poison with a source of nourishment.

Let the one fight for his flag, and the other for his ideal, and let them both imagine that they are fighting for the country; the strife will be colossal.

It is a terrible thing to be happy! How pleased we are with it! How all-sufficient we think it! How, being in possession of the false aim of life, happiness, we forget the true aim, duty!