“It is the mark of a good action that it appears inevitable in retrospect.”

Books are good enough in their own way, but they are a poor substitute for life.

The web, then, or the pattern, a web at once sensuous and logical.

In marriage, a man becomes slack and selfish, and undergoes a fatty degeneration of his moral being.

You cannot run away from weakness; you must some time fight it out or perish; and if that be so, why not now, and where you stand?

The Devil, can sometimes do a very gentlemanly thing.

Don’t judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant.

The body is a house of many windows: there we all sit, showing ourselves and crying on the passers-by to come and love us.

That man is a success who has lived well, laughed often and loved much.

To be what we are, and to become what we are capable of becoming, is the only end of life.

To become what we are capable of becoming is the only end in life.

Mankind was never so happily inspired as when it made a cathedral.

The price we have to pay for money is sometimes liberty.

The cruelest lies are often told in silence.

The correction of silence is what kills; when you know you have transgressed, and your friend says nothing, and avoids your eye.

Yet we make the same impression on Buddhists and vegetarians, for we feed on babies, though not our own.

I never weary of great churches. It is my favorite kind of mountain scenery.

You know Mildred would never do anything wrong or foolish. I reflected a little sadly that this was only too true and hoped I did not appear too much that kind of person to others. Virtue is an excellent thing and we should all strive after it, but it can sometimes be a little depressing.

The minority can seldom resist. But from the absolute will of an entire people there is no appeal, no redemption, no refuge but treason.

Buddhas move freely through birth and death, appearing and disappearing at will.

Think not I am what I appear.

Nothing that isn’t a real crime makes a man appear so contemptible and little in the eyes of the world as inconsistency.

Return to the nothingness from which the mad hope and ridiculous fright of men dared call you forth to their misfortune. You only appeared as a torment for the human race.

When both body and mind are at peace, all things appear as they are: perfect, complete, lacking nothing.

The more you go, the more will the place please you, if it be worth your attention. Give heed to the appearance of the neighbourhood.