Happiness is so nonsynonymous with joy or pleasure that it is not infrequently sought and felt in grief and deprivation.

The State is not in itself an end, but is only a means towards human development.

Language makes infinite use of finite media.

True resignation, which always brings with it the confidence that unchangeable goodness will make even the disappointment of our hopes, and the contradictions of life, conducive to some benefit, casts a grave but tranquil light over the prospect of even a toilsome and troubled life.

Map reconciles himself to almost any event, however trying, if it happens in the ordinary course of nature. It is the extraordinary alone that he rebels against. There is a moral idea associated with this feeling; for the extraordinary appears to be something like an injustice of heaven.

Results are nothing; the energies which produce them and which again spring from them are everything.

All translating seems to me to be simply an attempt to accomplish an impossible task.