In that wide struggle which we call Progress, evil is always the aggressor and the vanquished, and it is right that this should be so, for without its onslaughts and depredations humanity might fall to a fat slumber upon its cornsacks and die snoring.
When a woman speaks to a man about the love she feels for another man, she is not liked.
We get wise by asking questions, and even if these are not answered, we get wise, for a well-packed question carries its answer on its back as a snail carries its shell.
There is no tragedy more woeful than the victory of hate, nor any attainment so hopelessly barren as the sterility of that achievement; for hate is finality, and finality is the greatest evil which can happen in a world of movement.
A woman is a branchy tree and man a singing wind; and from her branches carelessly he takes what he can find.
Life runs to death as its goal, and we should go towards that next stage of experience either carelessly as to what must be, or with a good, honest curiosity as to what may be.
The mysteries of death and birth occupy women far more than is the case with men, to whom political and mercantile speculations are more congenial.
If men understood domestic economy half as well as women do, then their political economy and their entire consequent statecraft would not be the futil muddle which it is.
The trouble of the king becomes the trouble of the subject, for how shall we live if judgement is withheld, or if faulty decisions are promulgated?
Finality is death. Perfection is finality. Nothing is perfect. There are lumps in it.
Chaos is the first condition. Order is the first law. Continuity is the first reflection. Quietude is the first happiness.
Let the past be content with itself, for man needs forgetfulness as well as memory.
The inexorable compulsion of all things is towards health or destruction, life or death, and we hasten our joys or our woes to the logical extreme. It is urgent, therefore, that we be joyous if we wish to live.
Man works outwardly and inwardly - after rest, he has energy; after energy, he needs repose; so, when we have given instruction for a time, we need instruction and must receive it, or the spirit faints and wisdom herself grows bitter.
To work is nothing; the king on his throne, the priest kneeling before the Holy Altar, all people in all places had to work, but no person at all need be a servant.
Women and birds are able to see without turning their heads, and that is indeed a necessary provision for they are both surrounded by enemies.
Quietness is the beginning of virtue. To be silent is to be beautiful. Stars do not make a noise.
A sword, a spade, and a thought should never be allowed to rust.
Under all wrongdoing lies personal vanity or the feeling that we are endowed and privileged beyond our fellows.
