“It is almost impossible to exaggerate the proneness of the human mind to take miracles as evidence, and to seek for miracles as evidence.”

Home of lost causes, and forsaken beliefs, and unpopular names, and impossible loyalties!

I knew the mass of men conceal’d Their thoughts, for fear that if reveal’d They would by other men be met With blank indifference.

The eternal not ourselves that makes for righteousness.

Who hesitate and falter life away, and lose tomorrow the ground won today.

Time, so complain’d of, Who to no one man Shows partiality, Brings round to all men Some undimm’d hours.

The bent of our time is towards science, towards knowing things as they are.

Life is the application of noble and profound ideas to life.

Culture, then, is a study of perfection, and perfection which insists on becoming something rather than in having something, in an inward condition of the mind and spirit, not in an outward set of circumstances.

To thee only God granted A heart ever new: To all always open; To all always true.

Truth sits upon the lips of dying men.

Culture is to know the best that has been said and thought in the world.

Greatness is a spiritual condition worthy to excite love, interest, and admiration; and the outward proof of possessing greatness is that we excite love, interest, and admiration.

All the biblical miracles will at last disappear with the progress of science.

The power of the Latin classic is in character , that of the Greek is in beauty . Now character is capable of being taught, learnt, and assimilated: beauty hardly.

History – a vast Mississippi of falsehoods

Is it so small a thing to have enjoyed the sun, to have lived light in the sky, to have loved, to have thought, to have done?

The behavior of a human being in sexual matters is often a prototype for the whole of his other modes of reaction in life.

Love and work are the cornerstones of our humanness.

I have found little ‘good’ about human beings. In my experience, most of them are trash.

Of course it’s possible to love a human being if you don’t know them too well.

I am that clumsy human, always loving, loving, loving. And loving. And never leaving.

Everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms – to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way.

It is greed to do all the talking but not to want to listen at all.

You always want your people to be proud of what you have accomplished.