Many a man who thinks to found a home discovers that he has merely opened a tavern for his friends.

The sublimity of wisdom is to do those things living, which are to be desired when dying.

Education is a state-controlled manufactory of echoes.

A man can believe a considerable deal of rubbish, and yet go about his daily work in a rational and cheerful manner.

There is in us a lyric germ or nucleus which deserves respect; it bids a man to ponder or create; and in this dim corner of himself he can take refuge and find consolations which the society of his fellow creatures does not provide.