If men could only know each other, they would neither idolize nor hate.
Preserving health by too severe a rule is a worrisome malady.
So many of our dreams at first seem impossible, then they seem improbable, and then, when we summon the will, they soon become inevitable.
The reason grandparents and grandchildren get along so well is that they have a common enemy.
Never be a cynic, even a gentle one. Never help out a sneer, even at the devil.
I take it that what all men are really after is some form or perhaps only some formula of peace.
All human situations have their inconveniences. We feel those of the present but neither see nor feel those of the future; and hence we often make troublesome changes without amendment, and frequently for the worse.