Ridicule has followed the vestiges of truth, but never usurped her place.

That which moveth the heart most is the best poetry; it comes nearest unto God, the source of all power.

The happy never say, and never hear said, farewell.

The wise become as the unwise in the enchanted chambers of Power, whose lamps make every face the same colour.

We talk on principal, but act on motivation.

Two evils, of almost equal weight, may befall the man of erudition; never to be listened to, and to be listened to always.

What is reading but silent conversation?