“That mortal man who hath more of joy than sorrow in him, that mortal man cannot be true — not true, or undeveloped. With books the same. The truest of all men was the Man of Sorrows, and the truest of all books is Solomon’s, and Ecclesiastes is the fine hammered steel of woe. “All is vanity.” ALL. This wilful world hath not got hold of unchristian Solomon’s wisdom yet.”

“And the drawing near of Death, which alike levels all, alike impresses all with a last revelation, which only an author from the dead could adequately tell.”

“and yet a child’s utter innocence is but its blank ignorance, and the innocence more or less wanes as intelligence waxes.”

“...flight from tyranny does not of itself insure a safe asylum, far less a happy home.”

“Often ill comes from the good, as good from ill.”

“There are times when even the most potent governor must wink at transgression, in order to preserve the laws inviolate for the future.”

“We cannot live only for ourselves. A thousand fibers connect us with our fellow men.”

“A smile is the chosen vehicle of all ambiguities.”

“Art is the objectification of feeling.”

“In this world, shipmates, sin that pays its way can travel freely, and without passport; whereas Virtue, if a pauper, is stopped at all frontiers.”

“He who has never failed somewhere, that man can not be great.”