There can be no final truth in ethics any more than in physics, until the last man has had his experience and said his say.

Our colleges ought to have lit up in us a lasting relish for a better kind of man, a loss of appetite for mediocrities.

What excites and interests the looker-on at life, what the romances and the statues celebrate, and the grim civic monuments remind us of, is the everlasting battle of the powers of light with those of darkness; with heroism reduced to its bare chance, yet ever and anon snatching victory from the jaws of death.

For morality life is a war, and the service of the highest is a sort of cosmic patriotism which also calls for volunteers.

True to her inveterate habit, rationalism reverts to 'principles,' and thinks that when an abstraction once is named, we own an oracular solution.

Once you accept an idea, it's an idea whose time has come.

Intelligence is a fixed goal with variable means of achieving it.