Our intellect has achieved the most tremendous things, but in the meantime our spiritual dwelling has fallen into disrepair.
Fancy borrows much from memory, and so looks back to the past.
The teacher is like the candle which lights others in consuming itself.
A human heart is a skein of such imperceptibly and subtly interwoven threads that even the owner of it is often himself at a loss how to unravel it.
Trifling favors are readily acknowledged, though cheaply esteemed; but important ones are most rarely remembered.
Curses are like processions. They return to the place from which they came.
Husband and wife,--so much in common, how different in type! Such a contrast, and yet such harmony, strength and weakness blended together!
For the ancient Greeks, who lacked our social media, the only way to achieve mass duplication of the details of one's life in the apprehension of others was to do something wondrously worth the telling. Our wondrous technologies might just save us all the personal bother. Kleos is a tweak away.
I think it's always dangerous to make political arguments in a religiously ideological way. And it's very dangerous to treat as traitors to the American nation those who think differently.
It's very important to stretch, because while it's good to look pumped, a lot of the moves are split legs, and twisting fast. So you really, really have to stay supple.
Expenditure--like ugliness and errors--becomes a totally new thing when we attach our own personality to it, and measure it by that wide difference which is manifest (in our own sensations) between ourselves and others.