No man means all he says, and yet very few say all they mean, for words are slippery and thought is viscous.

A friend in power is a friend lost.

The chief wonder of education is that it does not ruin everybody concerned in it, teachers and taught.

He never labored so hard to learn a language as he did to hold his tongue, and it affected him for life. The habit of reticence — of talking without meaning — is never effaced.

The habit of expression leads to the search for something to express. Something remains as a residuum of the commonplace itself, if one strikes out every commonplace in the expression.

Nature, to be commanded, must be obeyed. The imagination must be given not wings but weights.

The study of history is useful to the historian by teaching him his ignorance of women.

The tourist was the great conservative who hated novelty and adored dirt.

Philosophy . . .consists chiefly in suggesting unintelligible answers to insoluble problems.

He supposed that, except musicians, every one thought Beethoven a bore, as every one except mathematicians thought mathematics a bore.

Not in all ways (of course), but the animals you know have power: they have abilities humans lack, could be dangerous, could bring life, mean things that mean things.

Somewhere in the night ahuman being is drowning.

I can't judge any of you. I have no malice against you and no ribbons for you. But I think that it is high time that you all start looking at yourselves, and judging the lie that you live in.

I was very much the laymen, trying to find stuff out because I'm curious about the world.

We can neither put back the clock nor slow down our forward speed, and as we are already flying pilotless, on instrument controls, it is even too late to ask where we are going.

Lose no time to contradict her, Nor endeavor to convict her; Only take this rule along, Always to advise her wrong, And reprove her when she's right; She may then grow wise for spite.

The longest distance in the universe is not between the stars, but between the religion and the truth!

Coffee, It's the life blood that fuels the dreams of champions!

It was a miserable machine, an inefficient machine, she thought, the human apparatus for painting or for feeling; it always broke down at the critical moment; heroically, one must force it on.