Courage is sometimes frail as hope is frail: a fragile shoot between two stones that grows brave toward the sun though warmth and brightness fail striving and faith the only strength it knows.
Custom is our nature. What are our natural principles but principles of custom?
The heart has its reasons of which reason knows nothing.
Justice and truth are too such subtle points that our tools are too blunt to...
One must know oneself. If this does not serve to discover truth it at least...
Two obsessions are the hallmarks of Nature's artistic style.
Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not...
Praise the green earth. Chance has appointed her...