We Are Never More Discontented With Others

There Is Only One Way Of Not Hating Those Who Do Us Wrong, And That Is By Doing Them Good.

Tell Me What You Feel In Your Room When The Full Moon Is Shining In Upon You And Your Lamp Is Dying Out, And I Will Tell You How Old You Are, And I Shall Know If You Are Happy.

If Man Was What He Ought To Be, He Would Be Adored By The Animals.

The Ideal, After All, Is True Than The Real: For The Ideal Is The Eternal Element In Perishable Things.

A Thousand Things Advance; Nine Hundred And Ninety Nine Retreat; That Is Progress.