» Mark this well, you proud men of action! you are, after all, nothing but unconscious instruments of the men of thought.
» The weather-cock on the church spire, though made of iron, would soon be broken by the storm-wind if it did not understand the noble art of turning to every wind.
» Whatever tears one may shed, in the end one always blows one's nose.
» The Bible is the great family chronicle of the Jews.
» Whenever books are burned men also in the end are burned.
» Experience is a good school, but the fees are high.
» God will forgive me, that's his business.
» Of course God will forgive me; that's His job.
» Great genius takes shape by contact with another great genius, but, less by assimilation than by fiction.
» Oh what lies lurk in kisses!