What would be the use of immortality to a person who cannot use well a half an hour?
Let us be silent — so we may hear the whisper of the gods.
We are symbols, and inhabit symbols.
We live in succession, in division, in parts, in particles. Meantime within man is the soul of the whole; the wise silence; the universal beauty, to which every part and particle is equally related; the eternal ONE.
When I first open my eyes upon the morning meadows and look out upon the beautiful world, I thank God I am alive.
All is a riddle, and the key to a riddle...is another riddle.
The exceptional life depends not on working harder, but on different, even opposite, actions from habit and the crowd.
Silence is a solvent that destroys personality, and gives us leave to be great and universal.
The life of man is the true romance, which when it is valiantly conduced, will yield the imagination a higher joy than any fiction.
Beauty is the pilot of the young soul.
Without ambition one starts nothing. Without work one finishes nothing. The prize will not be sent to you. You have to win it.
Anger is that powerful internal force that blows out the light of reason.
Self trust is the essence of heroism.
Oh, be my friend, and teach me to be thine!
People with great gifts are easy to find, but symmetrical and balanced ones never.
A man comes to measure his greatness by the regrets, envies and hatreds of his competitors.
To different minds, the same world is a hell, and a heaven.
The man (or woman) who can make hard things easy is the educator.
The world exists for the education of each man.
Every revolution was first a thought in one man's mind; and when the same thought occurs to another man, it is the key to that era.
The poisons are our principal medicines, which kill the disease and save the life.
Society never advances. It recedes as fast on one side as it gains on the other. Society acquires new arts, and loses old instincts.
Go oft to the house of thy friend, for weeds choke the unused path.
Pride ruined the angels, Their shame them restores; And the joy that is sweetest Lurks in stings of remorse.
Good writing is a kind of skating which carries off the performer where he would not go.
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