Every day that is born into the world comes like a burst of music and rings the whole day through, and you make of it a dance, a dirge, or a life march, as you will.

Necessity dispenseth with decorum.

There is a great discovery still to be made in literature, that of paying literary men by the quantity they do not write.

Thought is the parent of the deed.

Silence is deep as Eternity speech is shallow as Time.

Everywhere in life, the true question is not what we gain, but what we do.

A man lives by believing something: not by debating and arguing about many things.