So he that despairs, limits an Infinite Power to a Finite Apprehension, and measures Providence by his own little, contracted Model.

Defeat should never be a source of discouragement but rather a fresh stimulus.

The seven wise men of Greece, so famous for their wisdom all the world over, acquired all that fame, each of them, by a single sentence consisting of two or three words.

Similes prove nothing, but yet greatly lighten and relieve the tedium of argument.

An Aristotle was but the rubbish of an Adam, and Athens but the rudiments of Paradise.

Guilt upon the conscience, like rust upon iron, both defiles and consumes it, gnawing and creeping into it, as that does which at last eats out the very heart and substance of the metal.

Innocence is like polished armor; it adorns and defends.

Much reading is like much eating -wholly useless without digestion.

The covetous person lives as if the world were made altogether for him, and not he for the world.

Abstinence is the great strengthener and clearer of reason.

Most of the appearance of mirth in the world is not mirth, it is art. The wounded spirit is not seen, but walks under a disguise.

Love sometimes makes people ruthless in a way that not even hatred can.

Assessments should compare the performance of students to a set of expectations, never to the performance of other students.

No problem is so big and difficult that it can't be blamed on somebody else.

When the wicked want to bring down the innocent, they aim for a loving heart.

History is full of the dead weight of things which have escaped the control of the mind, yet drive man on with a blind force.

Be a tough-minded optimist.

Recently, I went to a disco with friends, and all the young people were saying, 'Dudamel, we want to go to your concert, but it's impossible because it's sold out.' It's really amazing.

Science is a fundamental part of our existence.

America cannot afford a rally to restore sanity in the middle of a recession. Did you even consider how many panic-related jobs that might cost us in the fear-industrial complex?

Alack, the night comes on, and the bleak winds Do sorely ruffle; for many miles about There's scarce a bush.